Around the BlockA year ago, my past came back to me.A boy from down the street came to my door.He wanted to know if I would be his.I told him I didn't want a boyfriend then.Now I'm wishing I had said yes.He was a nice kid.We used to spend summer afternoons playing in the backyards.And we hung out across the street by the Civic.We were good friends.I haven't seen him since I was nine.And he came back into my life last year.As my friend, I miss him terribly.He lives right down the street.I'm afraid to go and ring his doorbell, though.I'm afraid that I might have him mistaken for someone else.I'm afraid that he might not remember me.There are so many things I'm afraid of.He knows who I am and I know who he is.Back when I was innocent and carefree, I liked him.I liked him a lot.Just didn't show it much.That's all.But on Homecoming weekend last year, he stopped me on my way home.I didn't remember him then.But he remembered me and had been watching me from a distance.I wasn't ready
A Lover's DreamLate at night, as I lay awake in bed,I see your face and hear your voice.A lover's promise is what you say to me,My dreams for the future.But no, that is the phantom of a love I never had,A love that is yet to be.Late at night, as I lay awake in bed,My dreams play hard to get.To be close to you, the one I love,Is a reality that will never happen.My aggressiveness keeps me away from you,And your kindness draws me to you.Love knows no fury as a heartbroken woman,And that heartbroken woman is me.The love I offer is unconditional,My loyalty is unbridled.A hole is in my heart,The one in which I want you to fill.
A Cherished FriendshipI cherish my friends dearly.They would do nothing to harm me.The feeling is mutual.I would do nothing to harm them.A friendship cannot be measured by anything physical.It is measured by what you feel in your heart.When you have no friends, your heart is empty.There is no purpose to life unless you have a friend.It is odd how you find your friends.I found a friend in a teacher.I cherish the friendship deeper than most.It is hard to imagine losing such a close friend.Even distance cannot disturb the bond of friendship.Nor can time.We are friends to the end.I hope we are, anyhow.Friendships will be tested with hardships.We will weather all.The reason for this:True friendships are unbreakable.
Maybe -- Just MaybeSo one day we'll talkAnd remember the good times we hadSwimming in the pool not too deepOr watching movies (There were good ones)I'll think of you when I'm lonelyAnd I need a friend or otherwise close byWhen all the world has crashed and burned around meAs it has begun to do so already.And in that time when we talk,I'll probably meet your eyes many timesAs expression is obvious in mineIf my face otherwise is blank.Maybe I'll corner you in the pool againAnd let you go past without capturing youAs there's too many lines I don't know if I can crossAnd I don't want to hurt anyone.Maybe, just maybe I will.
To My Shiori -- from This JuriI want to stay in my closed shell forever.Then I won't have to hear you tell me no.And I can be the doll princess everyone expects me to be.My sanity and yours will be separated eternally.Silence and silent dreams.A sigh and I resign myself to my role.Friend and guardian when needed.Perhaps I'll take you in my arms,Tuck your head under my chin,Hold you close to me,And tell you it'll be all okay.Or maybe I won't, as much as I'd like that.Because you are someone special, you can't be someone special.So perhaps I won't embrace you when both you and I need it.Because if I do, I'm afraid I'll never let go.
Punching BagRip from me the thing that holds me in lifeThe heart I wore on my sleeve to hold you closeTear from me the one thing that made me liveYour smile when tears clouded my visionGo on and make me suffocate from lonelinessWhen I needed you here by my sideIt seems as everyone is taking their turn --I'm just hanging here like a lifeless punching bagLostFrightenedHurtBetrayedDeceivedTell me who I remind you of nowWhen you and I are one and the sameEvidently I betrayed you to keep me happyAnd I guess you did the same to meSo wouldn't that make us even on all termsThat we don't have to play this game of hurtTake your turn on beating my soulless corpseAnd I'll be your guardian angelI'll keep on protecting you with my lifeEven after you kill me with my good intentions