piedpiper27

She lay on her back, her body very still, her gaze very soft as it lingered on her ceiling, hoping that it would fall down on her. Maybe through her…so the sky would be open to her pondering eyes. A prisoner of her own imagination she struggled to find her inspiration. It was gone. He was gone. She found in herself a desire none could satisfy…an inability to think or function. A boy, that's all. Just a boy. She tried to repeat it over and over in her head but the more she said it to try and convince herself of the truth of it, the less convincing it actually sounded. It would not have been far from the truth to have said that she was nearl

Best friends. The phrase paraded around in my head. Constantly battering my mind with its endless monotony. Go away! I shot back at my inward annoyance. Best friends. Taunting me now so that my blood boiled. I ground my teeth together. Best friends. What a joke! What classifies someone as a friend? Ability to share secrets? Someone whom you can have a good time with? So what happens when they betray you? I'm not talking about the simple things. A lie here and there, anger now and then. All forgivable. But what happens when this best friend goes beyond a little lie or some anger? I can answer that one, it's easy. The phrase becomes unbearab

 "Choose who you want to be and become that person." She heard the voice in her head, an echo from her past that stuck with her in the present. As always, it brought things into her mind that she wasn't sure she could fight. All her life she'd fought. Fought her parents, fought her bosses, even fought her friends. Forever mediocre, she knew no other way to be. Until that thought came into her head. It didn't come from her. And it didn't come from him, for certain. But from that person forever out of her reach. She longed for that person sometimes, late at night. It was a childish longing, a part of her wanted to believe that maybe if tha

She wanted him so badly, it was tearing her apart. She didn't want anyone else, only Joseph. Dam.n it she needed him!    So she kissed him, and it was warm, and honest, and real. When she pulled away she was breathless and wide-eyed, wondering what the consequences would be for the pact that had just broken between them. But she hadn't been able to help herself. Her heart wouldn't let her ignore it any longer, it was inevitable that she would be swept away one day and do it without thinking…but she hadn't believed it would come so soon.   "I was waiting for you to do that," he said, and she realized suddenly that it was different for him.

The night was perfect, the stars were scattered spontaneously across the sky and she had to keep herself from wanting to fall into them and disappear. If she could be pillowed by the darkness and trapped within the warmth of its infinite blackness then there would be no need for these worries and troubles. The comfort of infinity would be open to her and as she thought of it a thrill raced through her. "If I could have that..." she whispered to herself, afraid the words would somehow become false as she spoke them, "If I could have that...perhaps...perhaps I could have the one thing I want above all else..." She lowered her eyes to the gr