everyone,

everyone I know, someday, will die.

Nothing good lasts long these days, it seems. Graduation's rapid approach is a morbid reminder of how easily I let the time slip past me, and of how much time I've wasted doing nothing. I feel like my productivity is far below par, despite doing more homework than ever this year (thank you, AP Lit).

I can feel friendships crumbling already, as more and more people realize that soon we won't be obligated to see any of our classmates ever again. All the polite smiles and hallway greetings we've been exchanging for the last decade will soon amount to nothing, as all contact ceases. The hum of the real world will fill our ears, and all the casual, not-so-close friends we've had for years will vanish into the oblivion of our memories.

Sometimes it feels good to be cynical (or, in this case, realistic).

after the storm

And after the storm,
I run and run as the rains come
And I look up, I look up,
on my knees and out of luck,
I look up.

Night has always pushed up day
You must know life to see decay
But I won't rot, I won't rot
Not this mind and not this heart,
I won't rot.

And I took you by the hand
And we stood tall,
And remembered our own land,
What we lived for.

And there will come a time, you'll see, with no more tears.
And love will not break your heart, but dismiss your fears.
Get over your hill and see what you find there,
With grace in your heart and flowers in your hair.

And now I cling to what I knew
I saw exactly what was true
But oh no more.
That's why I hold,
That's why I hold with all I have.
That's why I hold.

I will die alone and be left there.
Well I guess I'll just go home,
Oh God knows where.
Because death is just so full and mine so small.
Well I'm scared of what's behind and what's before.

And there will come a time, you'll see, with no more tears.
And love will not break your heart, but dismiss your fears.
Get over your hill and see what you find there,
With grace in your heart and flowers in your hair.

And there will come a time, you'll see, with no more tears.
And love will not break your heart, but dismiss your fears.
Get over your hill and see what you find there,
With grace in your heart and flowers in your hair.

the happiest girl

I'm so pleased with my life right now. Senior year is turning out to be the best year of my life; everything is better than expected. The scholarships, report cards, test scores, congratulations, and encouragements are keeping my spirits high every day. My friends are great, my job is easy, and my parents are cooler and more supportive than ever.

On top of all that, I've got the greatest significant other I could ever ask for. He supports me in all I do and inspires me constantly: my creativity has never been more easy to access and put to work in music, art, writing, etc. He's my best friend and biggest fan in the world.

I love you, kyle.

summer pt. II

In a cove connected
Between the blanket and the skies,
It was then I knew the sunshine
Was reflected in my eyes.

The carousel beneath us
Sang through my august nights -
"The summer feels like stubble
And it smells like northern lights."

no more nightmares... I hope

I keep having those "I want to go home" kind of days, where no matter where I am, I feel like I should be somewhere else. Not my house.

At least I finally had a good dream. It was about cliff diving.

this

the boy and girl fell in love,

so he gave her a mandolin.