NEWS FROM THE WHITE ROOM
5.03.2003
 
Pain and i sat and watched a movie tonight.
i like the weather tonight, but it's not MY kind of rain.

Well, probably not even Smurfie could tell you what BOTH of those meant... i guess i'm feeling cryptic.

i've been thinking a lot of Jen today, and i don't know why.

Jen
Do you share in my joys?
Are you smiling to see me falling in love with a wonderful girl?
Do your eyes fall downcast when i can't remember what the trick was to tying your shoes?
Or when it's hard for me to remember your face?
Do you cry for our memories when i remember you telling me your favorite color in the woodchips under the slides?
Can you dance with me while i'm asleep?
Tell me you're here with me.
Tell me you allways will be.
The man i am becoming will always have a twelve year old guide.
Reminding him
That he needs a sweatshirt when it's cold.
That he needs to remember how to listen.
That everyone deserves Courtesy.
You will never grow old for me, i will remember you always.
Smile for me, Sunshine.
The moon is Silver for you.

Courtesy.
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