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I dreamed once that I kissed you
When I awoke I cried
I told myself I didn't want you

Sleep came slowly last night
Tears high with the rising tide
I dreamed once that I kissed you


I told myself I didn't want you


I dreamed once that I kissed you

I forget how it looks: the light
But I still can't decide
I told myself I didn't want you

Let's go back to tonight
To the moment before I died
I dreamed once that I kissed you
I told myself I didn't want you


911, John Lennon is still alive

Stop.

Stop everything.

Don't move, don't think, don't breathe.

Listen to me.

What is important to you?

That's scary... isn't it? I'm sure you have many wonderful answers, like religion, family, success. Tell me... Do you feel it in your bones how important they are? Does your heart beat faster because it beats for those things?

Can you tell me how much they mean to you? Will you cry because there's nothing more sacred?

I hope you do.

I hope you've got something to live for. Everyone should.

Things You Might Not Know About Me

1. I'm that weird kid who never talks to anyone in class. You know when the teacher says, "Go find a group." And there's always one kid who just keeps their head down and waits until no one's noticed that they don't have a group and works alone? That's me. Most of the time I don't even switch to grade papers with anyone because the thought of talking to someone I'm not close with makes me so uncomfortable.

2. I hate meeting new people simply because I've met too many. Everyone intimidates me.

3. I am intensely awkward.

4. I know exactly who I am, and I hate it.

5. If we were at any point, friends, I will always be able to recall your full name.

6. Don't lie to me. I will never lie to you.

7. When I'm upset, don't try to cheer me up. Hold my hand, play with my hair, hug me. That will do me more good than anything.

8. I told my mother for years that I thought she should divorce my dad. It's happening now, and it still hurts me.

9. My lack of following through on my ambition terrifies me.

10. My family has a history of divorce and failed relationships. This hasn't scared me away from them, and I'm not sure why.

11. I went to church for the first time in months yesterday. I cried. A lot. Around complete strangers, by myself. It was one of the hardest things I've ever done. I told only my mother and one of my friends. Sorry if I screened your call and didn't text you back.

12. I constantly worry that no one will ever fall in love with me because when it comes to flirting or being considered for a girlfriend,  I seem to be very bad at it.

13. I didn't start acting until 9th grade. I didn't take it seriously until 10th.

14. I've always wanted to take singing lessons, piano lessons, and karate lessons. The reason I never did was because my family couldn't afford it.

15. I like my mom's side of the family more than my dads.

16. I hate gatorade. All kinds.

17. I bought red headphones a couple weeks ago because they reminded me of when red was my favorite color. It was my favorite color because a boy named Tanner Fraughton used to wear a red shirt.

18. I miss the tree in my front yard. I used to sit in it and draw.

19. I'm a terrible artist. I've never been able to keep up with all my artist friends.

20. I often stay quiet during classroom debates because even if I'm fairly certain I'm right, I don't want to be wrong.

21. I'm a lot more like my mother than I care to admit. I love her dearly.... but I never want to become her. Her trials are far too much for me to ever bear. That scares me. A lot.

22. I don't often say I love you. Those words are special to me and I find it difficult to make them leave my throat.

How to be alone

Look at the sky. The stars. Accept your insignificance,  and then accept your individuality. You are just one life in billions, but there has never been a you before.


Embrace that.











Forget.


Let everything troubling you go away.


Forget.


Think only of yourself, close your eyes and breathe. This isn't selfish, it's medetative.


Your mind will explode into colors behind your eyelids, and you will hear yourself speak.


This is good.


Hear what you have to say, without judgement. It's okay if you begin talking about things that don't matter, they will run their course. You will be left with emptiness.


Do not fear it.
Emptiness is not scary.
Sometimes it's exactly what you need.


Once you've reintroduced yourself, open your eyes again. Breathe in the cool air. (Your should be doing this outside, at night. Otherwise the air will probably be stale with everyone else's words and you don't want that. At night, the air is cool and fresh, and most importantly, not used.) Don't move. Smile a little, maybe. If you feel like it. Get up only when you think to yourself, "I wish I could feel this way all the time."


Embrace that thought. Know that no moment will ever last forever, and cherish it.


Go home.


Go to sleep.



Remember how we forgot?

Remember when we were alone only because we wanted to be, 
alone because we overused the poor man "Not-Me"? 
When the only times of the day we looked forward to 
were those when we could rule that playground--no, kingdom of ours. 
Remember how the kids who didn't get chocolate milk were strange,
 and we never thought twice about it? 
Remember when you graduated from the class of Backseat Driver to Shotgun? 
When you could finally see over the counter and nothing was out of reach anymore?

I remember a time when I took the phrase 
"Stop and smell the roses" 
literally. Every time I saw a rose, 
I stopped whatever I was doing, and I smelled it.

Remember how somewhere
it
all
just stopped?

And suddenly you've forgotten everything you thought you knew when you were young
But you're not sure why.


When we don't do any of the things we say we will, 
but the camaraderie keeps us lying
Remember how all of our parents think 
we've done so many things that we haven't come close to? 
How connecting thoughts with words is so much harder than
it used to be?
Remember all the flutters of your heart
and all the feelings that have faded away
All the feelings we pray will stay

The grades that keep us up at night with tears in our eyes
and dread in our hearts
All the classes that waste our time and all the teachers who don't care

There's something about high school that keeps us 
guessing and waiting
But there's something that keeps us there
Looking at everyone knowing that someday

we will forget

that forgetfulness keeps us up at night and fear of the unknown has never been merciful
but one day we will remember how we forgot
we will remember our life like a bonfire
burning so bright that we can barely see
and fears of regrets will wash away with the mascara
because we will know that we graduated from the class of
I MADE IT
and nothing can take that away