Just Friends

-A little thing about this, whatever is in brackets is being thought, not said)



Boy: Hi (you look beautiful today)
Girl: Hey (my oh my, you look dashing tonight)
Boy: How are you? (I've been thinking about you lately)
Girl: (sigh*) I'm....alright. (Its been a long day, and I'm exhausted)
Boy: Why just alright? (I've been worried about you)
Girl: Um...well, I guess its just been a long day. (I didn't see you at all)
Boy: Oh, that sucks. (Mine was long too...too long)
Girl: Well, ya but how was your day? (I'm hoping better than mine)
Boy: It was good. I wrote a new poem, wanna see it? (Its about you)
Girl: YES! (I hope its not about another girl)
Boy: K. Here it is. (I hope you don't think its lame)

When the blue sky shines,
I'm walking on some thin lines,
I can't help but think of you.
How I hide how I feel too.
Your beauty astounds me,
And all i yearn for is the key.
To your heart...
I don't want us to ever be torn apart.
I'm longing,
longing for a calming.
Where my soul can rest,
Where you can feel blessed.
Somewhere where love,
can fly in like a dove.
But right now Its just a secret...
I can't trust myself to keep it.

(please oh please don't think its lame)

Girl: Oh.....that's beautiful. (Its probably about that really thin girl, or...that gorgous blonde in french class)
Boy: Thanks (Don't you have any idea...how can you not realize its about you?)
Girl: Shoot, (looks around frantically*)....I've got to go. (I've got to get out of here...my heart is breaking.)
Sorry!
Boy: Where are you going? (notices look*) (What could I have possibly said?)
Girl:........I just...have to go. (I love you. I'm sorry I can't be that girl-your love)
Boy: Okay...(she turns around to go and he wispers*) I love you.
Girl: (As she walks away, his words unsaid she wispers*) God....I thought we were meant to be together...What happened?

I have this friend.

I have this friend.
She has beautiful red hair,
And an amazing personality.
She loves people around her no matter who they are,
She will talk to people,
Hold doors for people,
And pick up things that they drop even when they don't ask her to.
She is amazing.
She is in my history and science class and everyday I go to school praying that I can make her smile.
Her joy is important in my life,
Making her laugh and smile makes my day brighter.
This wonderful girl is not just beautiful outside,
but even moreso inside.
She does not leave people and is always there when they need a friend,
even if she sometimes gets taken advantage by them.
She loves her family and adores her sister.
She shows love to people that I wish i could show every day.
This young lady will talk so fast,
that no one can understand what she's saying.
She chats up a storm and brightens people's day,
making them laugh with everything she's says.
I have this friend.
With beautiful red hair,
That needs to see how amazing she is.

Your joy is gone.

It is physically and emotionally beating me up to see you so down.
You seem like every second your going to cry,
It making me feel like it would be better to die than to live without you.
I know I couldn't live without you but your so sad.
Where has your joy gone?
Where is the peace that I see in your eyes...sometimes.
My friend, where has your grace gone?
I'm so afraid that you'll be lost forever and I miss you.
I miss you more than enough for a day, a month, a year.
I miss you when your there...when I see you, when I don't.
Because its not you,
Its not you who I see staring back at me.
The tall person you appear to be is drowning out your personality.
The way you used to laugh.
The way you'd help people with their math even when you didn't get it.
It was funny.
Now your too tired,
Your beating yourself up about this all.
The tears are running from your eyes and your short of breathe because you don't have time to breathe.
And its beating me up to see you like this.
You don't even try to pretend anymore.
You don't try to pretend that it doesn't bother you...
I feel like it's my fault.
Every time I come into the picture your laughter fades,
Your smile is shadded...
I don't know what I could have done but you just seem so sad.
I want to hug you, love you...show you that I care.
Hold your hand until you realize that I"m here...
Because your joy is gone.
Its been depleated...
And I personally feel defeated.
I thought that the love you felt towards me, our friendship would never be lost...
But now I feel as though I"m doing something wrong.
That somehow what I write isn't a good enough song.
Because you won't sing it anymore.
Your eyes don't twinkle and you don't frolick through the trees of magic anymore.
I want to know where You've gone.
I want to know why your joy is gone.

Chipped Red Nails.

As I stare at my nails i realize that the polish that my mom carefully applied to them a couple days ago is beginning to fade. Around the edges my nail polish is starting to peel and the once, incredibly shiny, fire engine red is turning to a dull, chipped red nail. I know that the nails aren't going to get any better until i repaint them and that I should probably take as best care of them as I can until I have time to fix them but for some reason I just can't help picking at the pieces of polish to reveal more and more of my nail.

Today was a long day. I will confess it started out pretty hectic. I went to band practice and messed up every piece that my trumpet played (yes, my trumpet played, i did not...my instrument plays me) and then continued to go on to English class where I had to explain to my English teacher that no, i could not do my debate today and yes, i am perfectly ready but the rest of my group is not. After she let out some steam I went to sit down and pulled out some knitting and she asked me calmly, "So, when do we get to see the baby?".....
The baby?
What baby?
"Mrs. Dalton, I am beginning my Christmas presents early this year so I don't end up rushing."
"Well, I see Tessa. Could you PLEASE put it away right now...Thank-you"

Science class is a class that I don't normally look forward to but I thought...heck, This day is here for God's glory...not my happiness. I prayed then, "Lord, please oh please help me to find something joyful to smile about today."
In my science class there is a girl and she is a very emotional, sometimes suicidal young lady. I asked her if she would if I sat by her and I, as well as my friend Erik, continued to chat with her for the class about how her week was....She was laughing almost to the point of crying and it brightened up my day exponentially to hear that. Before I left that class, I had purchased a bracelet that read, "Believe in yourself, you are loved."
This girl, whom I am referring to is slightly overweight, was abused when she was younger and has a lot of self confident issues. I wanted her to know that I loved her and that God loved her and that she was never alone...that there was a amazing reason for her to live...so I bought her a bracelet that (hopefully) relayed the message that I loved her even when she felt like the day couldn't go on.

Her face lite up as soon as I told her and she began talking in an excited loud, very fast, voice about how she had to repay me and how she didn't know what to give me...I just shook my head and laughed at her...There is so much joy in seeing others happy.

The rest of the day I worked. I should be doing my homework right now but I thought it was more important to get this thought down. (sorry, i seem to have rambled)

My point in all of this is this...Today I woke up, praying that God would show me a way to be a light. As I sang a piece for choir that goes, "In the darkness of the night we are called to be the light, so let the flame become a torch in you" I realized that I could be that light in today. I'm not going to say its easy but as I'm picking at my chipped red nails I realize that much like my life, are my nails.

They began shiny, bright and brill ant and soon faded and worn, still serve their purpose to add flair but now have some character after all of the time that they've worn. My life, there has been ups and downs, great falls when I've barely been able to get up and times where I don't want to take another breathe or wake up to another useless morning but this morning I prayed that God would give me joy to bring to others.

I believe that if we pray, every morning for that joy...it is impossible for our light to be blown out. It is simply impossible for people to not see the joy and thanksgiving in our lives. When I get around to it I'll repaint my nails and they will become new once again, much like my life...When I get the energy, each morning to breathe one more breathe and say one more prayer my nails are bright once again...even if by the end of the day they're dull, at least I KNOW that they made a difference in the day and brought that bit of flair.

I'm not looking for perfection.

I'm not looking for perfection,
I'm not even looking for something relatively close to it.
I'm just looking for a friend.
Someone that will hold my hand and pull me up when I can't stand.
Someone who will love me no matter what I've done,
or the things I've said.
I'm not looking for perfection,
I'm just looking for someone to say they love me,
and mean it...
not just say it because they think they need to.
I'm just looking for a friend.
Someone who will catch my tears as they fall,
And help me when I want to stall.
Someone who will miss me when I'm gone...
Do you miss me?
I'm not looking for perfection.

This is love...

This is love, that we lay down our lives for our friends.
This is love, that we will always be the hand thats lent.
This is love, that we will not fear.
This is love, that we will never be far, but near.
This is love, that we will never be alone.
This is love, that God will bring us to his thrown.
This is love, that I will always hold your hand,
This is love, that we will walk together through the sand.
This is love, that I will hold you as you cry.
This is love, that I will be there when you die.
This is love

This is the place that I can rest.

Tired and weary,I've begun to feel leary.

So much stress,In the morning don't even want to get dressed.

I just can't help thinking of you.

My heart i pouding,these thoughts are astounding.

Where do they come from?I can now see my actions sum.

I pray lord that I can plant the seed.That I'll be able to help those peole in need,

That I will see how in helping them I can be me.

I only have one need-my reason.I need to find this freedom.

Running to you arms open,With this faith i am being driven.

No matter how much I may feel afraid,I know your plan is being made.

I'll live for you, believe in you.I'll give others a reason to love too.

This is the place that my thoughts resist test,This is the place that I can rest.

Wordless

Tired of being wordless,
Sweat, streaming down...
I cannot breathe yet I need to take a breathe...
I cannot see yet i need to keep on being me...
Seeing you,
breathing,
being me,
a breathe.

I dont have to fight this battle for long,
There's not much left I could get wrong...
I can't seem to stay alive,
no matter how hard I strive.
God is the only way, the truth the light...
God is my exterior sourse of bright.

My body is exhausted,
my mind has been completely blasted out of this world.
I feel cold,
yet the heat of this emotion is drowning out everything...
I am not alone,
This is the way its gotta be.
Love yourself or you'll never love me.

I'll do whatever it takes,
Cause I know your heart breaks
everytime you think of me.
Muffled sighs
and strange goodbye's.
No more hugs,
This love....hidden under rugs.
Must be kept a secret,
I cannot reveil it.

The broken parts of you are what I want to see,
They are what make you, you and me, me.
I know I've let you down,
I've acted like a clown.
Forgive me..
can't you see?
I can't live without you.

My feet ache from this long journey,
My throut parched...is dry.
I don't think you want to see me cry,
but I can't seem to stop the sighs.
You don't deserve this pain,
You don't deserve the strain.
Change is a part of life,
It makes challanges triffle,
Makes dull all of the knives.

My feelings are so plain
and with you have nothing, lost or gained.
All that matters is what the future holds,
Not which winter will next be cold.
I pray for you every day,
I can't seem to make you stay...
God is the one who moves your path,
I will never be in the math-of your life...
until I realize Gods plan,
Will make humanity man.

Crap Poems Written in History Class

The Ways of a Ninth Grade Bathroom Girl

Inconspiculously I watch,
As she steps in the bathroom,
Taking a moment to catch
a look at her face croom,
And she sighs,
As she runs her fingers through her hair,
hurridy to herself she lies,
that there is no one there who stares.

She quickly does her business,
Never stopping to see,
The person in bliss,
Who just happenst to be me.
I sit and watch her wash her hands,
never stopping for a minutes,
The teachers wrath is what stands,
pas the door, in the classroom planet.

Who am I to care?
Why should her feelings matter to me?
None the less I start to tear,
A piece of my heart to be set free.
I know I'll risk again,
My feelings for her own,
But you see, I have a plan,
My Jesus plan is flown.

I'll walk p to her now,
Make conversation with her,
to make her feel comfort somehow,
Be her loving care.
her heart is what I want to see,
her soul I feel in time must be.
O Lor a part of yoru own light,
I'd like to give her Jesus' sight.



I swear it, Jesus Loves her.

Beaten, bruised,
Abused Confused.
Her red hair flies behind her,
Her pain holds no real cure,
She doesn't try,
she's given sighs,
She goes home every night and cries,
I swear it, Jesus loves her.

She blames herself,
and no one else.
she feels no love,
Her hope's a dove,
That always flies away.
She never seems to stay.
I swear it, Jesus loves her.

I try my best,
But i'm a pest,
She doesnt' need my worry.
All I do is feel sorry.
She deserves so much more,
then a heart thats just sore.
I swear it, Jesus loves her.

She feels a blade,
A knife she's made,
She just cant' seem to cope,
She wants to see my hope
She doesn't think he'll love her...
So she gives up.
I swer it, Jesus loves her.