It is neither good nor bad, but thinking makes it so.

So, it's been awhile.
Mostly my fault there,
I've been doing a lot of thinking.

I can't really bring myself to blog right now,
everything is a jumbled mess.
And I'm just being dragged along.

Matt said he'd teach me to play guitar,
if we ever had the time,
I never have time when he does.

Whitney, the boy with a girl's name, he held my hand
and made me feel better about being me.
I can't say the word 'beautiful' without thinking of him.

Ian, the boy I have yet to crack.
One day, I will get a willing hug out of him.
It will be a joyous day.

Jeremy, the boy who I can't keep a promise to.
He doesn't know this just yet, but he will,
and I'll regret every inch.

Therese, the girl who listens,
and brings out the child in me,
the one that never got to be.

Bus, the awkward girl that lives near me,
she has a knack for art, whereas I have a knack for words.
Together we'll make a graphic novel of sorts.

Sam, I call her Spamantha, though,
she asks me not to. We have a lot in common,
we just don't...talk very much, the age gap makes it weird.

Erin, her last name is Snowden, (Snowed-in, haha.)
I let her text her delinquent of a boyfriend with my phone,
they broke up last week.

These eight people currently have placeholds in my life.
There are more that have places, but these are the ones,
that came to mind tonight. I am going to bed now. Goodnight.

xo
- Icarus