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They liked each other.
     I watched as she gave him a flower and he gave her a hug.
Her face lit up at seeing him.
He stumbled over his words around her.
I watched from afar as she asked him to Sadies and he asked her to Prom.
     They danced the night away.
     I watched as they held each other, jumping in time to the music.
     I watched over the shoulder as the two of them swayed to the slow dance.
They flirted with each other.
     I watched as she gave him a hug and he snuck off with her in private.
Then, I saw them get together.
     He'd pull her away during lunch. She'd sit next to him in class.
     I'd hear about their dates from her. His idea for the next date from him.
They were in teenage love.
     Texting each other at all hours.
     Snuggling
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Nailpolish
I paint my nails carefully, steadily. The bright red I save for this very occasion shines back at me as I focus on each stroke.
I have a method when I paint my nails. One line down the center. One to the left. Then one to the right. Then I put another coat over the whole thing, one long, broad stoke to add depth and fullness to the color.
I re-dip the brush and start on my next nail.
One line down the center.
The strong foundation we will build our relationship on. Two people, one strong line, unbroken, at the heart of our love.
The center of your chest is where my hands rest when I hug you from behind. The middle of the library where I crashed into you and you asked me out for coffee.
One stroke to the left.
Covering the heart, our love will shield us from any naysayers. Our hearts will be protected, against all odds.
The left ear, the one you like to tuck my hair behind. When you broke your left leg, so I wrote love letters all over the cast.
One to the right.
Because we will never b
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Teenage Love
A toast. To teenage love.
     To throwing stones at her bedroom window in the dead of night.
     To text messaged sweet nothings that he sent to make her smile in class.
     To secret meetings in gas station parking lots where they strolled, hands intertwined.
     To sitting on the front lawn of the high school, gazing at the blue sky.
     To sharing a pair of headphones so he can smell her hair and she can lean her head on his shoulder.
     To the quick hugs in the hallway as they run to class.
     To the long hours spent talking online, less than three's covering the screen.
     To the promise of forever that drowns the worries of tomorrow.
I suppose they could say we're rushing in. . . That we don't know what we're doing.
Well, I ask them, when did love start making sense?
Maybe
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Last Words
I used to believe that last words were the most powerful.
After all, once they're gone, nothing else comes; it just ends.
But when you think about it
Truly think about it
It's not the final goodbye that matters.
By missing out on those last words, what do I really lose?
I still have the caring "Good morning!"s
where I was too tired to even make sense of it.
I still have the joyous "Hello!"s
from when I returned just from a day at school, like usual.
I still have the caring "Be safe!"s
from when I'm walking down the street as I have a million times before.
I still have the heartfelt blessings that you gave me during holidays.
I still have the laughter we shared at our own jokes.
I still have the tears we cried when we watched that sad movie for the millionth time.
I still have the scolding you gave me because you knew I didn't know any better.
So even when you're gone,
your final goodbye spoken,
I'll still hear you, in my dreams and in my heart.
So I'll say bye, just as I have everyday
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Until the Day it Becomes a...
"At the stroke of midnight, the carriage would turn back into a pumpkin…"
- - -
"The Ouran Host Club is where the school's handsomest boys with too much time on their hands entertain young ladies who also have way too much time on their hands. Think of it as Ouran Academy's elegant playground for the super rich and beautiful."
This is the spell.
An illusion of a family to keep us all together.
Cast by a fairy godmother of sorts; his goal: simply to have the family he would never have…and that none of us shall ever have as well.
"And maybe you're right, keeping things the way they are wouldn't be so bad."
And even though we can all see the end, see the clock ticking away, threatening to take away everything we have built up, we can't help but hope, that somehow, everything will be okay.
I guess, in the end, that's what gives you the fairytale ending. The hope that the spell, the charm, the hex, whatever, will actually solve all the problems.
But still, one of thes
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I thought...
I thought I could handle it.
You see, I had this bottle.
It was blue, like the sea.
Like my tears.
Every time something bad would happen,
I put it in the bottle.
I never really thought about what would happen if the bottle got full.
I worried all the time about the bottle filling up.
I also had this mask.
This mask was always smiling.
But never happy.
I wore it everywhere.
I never thought what would happen if the mask broke.
I worried all the time about the mask breaking.
I loved my bottle.
I hated my bottle.
I loved my mask.
I hated my mask.
Then one day…
My bottle got full.
I knew it was coming.
And then my mask broke off.
I didn't even miss it.
I thought I could handle it.
I couldn't.
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Dear Boy
Dear boy,
You think you are so clever and sneaky. That you can work your way into my heart with your cute smiles and pretty riddles. When you whisper sweet nothings to me in the classroom and cafeteria, and I stop thinking of all my troubles.
Then you assume that you can forget me at the drop of a hat, with a horribly kind smile, and painfully gentle words, you can get away with whatever you want.
You forget, dear boy, that I am much smarter than you think. I may chase after fairy tales, kissing frogs along the way, but I refuse to fall head over heels if it means I can't get back up.
I will admit, you were close, very close, to pulling the rug out from under my feet, but you forget, yes, you forget, dear boy, that I still have my head in the clouds, and they will never let me fall.
Keep speaking your riddles, playing your tricks on my heart, but you can never break me. You see, my heart has become tough, not ice, yet, but a wall that I have built around it. There's a fire breathing dr
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That's life.
That moment when procrastination turns to inspiration. That time when the sun stops rising and hasn't started falling. The split-second it takes for the minute hand to tick to the next spot.
That place between crushed soda cans and leftover bags of chips. The crayon X marked on a notebook paper map. Those love notes scribbled on Post-it's and stuck on binders. The cozy spaces between the iambic pentameter of Shakespearean sonnets.
The sweetness of hot chocolate in the early morning and Red Bull in the middle of the night. The taste of half-formed wishes mingling with half-eaten lunches. The sharp tang of spices and speculations and everything in between.
The feel of down-pouring rain on blow-dried hair. The freezing fire of adrenaline lighting up tangled veins. The weightlessness of missing the last step of the staircase, of hanging in air on a playground swing, of diving headfirst into the pool of thoughts and ambitions.
The sounds of verbs, nouns, and adjectives mingling with syntax
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A Contradiction
I am the girl who is one big contradiction.
I am the wannabe writer pouring my heart out in similes and metaphors. I am the girl who loves the feel of a pencil in my hand, but hates my handwriting. Who writes bits of poetry on Post-it Notes and the back of my math homework, but is too shy to share with friends.
I am the dreamer who is dreaming with my eyes open, and wishing with them closed. Who has never seen a shooting star but still believes in their magic. Who thinks seeing isn't believing, but knows it helps. Who believes in fairy tale endings, but knows they don't always come true.
I am the girl dancing in the rain in shorts and a tank top, but wearing sweats in the summer. Who owns seventy pairs of flip-flops, but not a single pair of heels. Who owns makeup, but doesn't know how to use it. Who thinks dresses are a bore, but still feels like a princess in them.
I am the hopeless romantic who falls hard and fast, but advises others not to. Who isn't looking for a tragic Romeo, but
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A Reason
As you walk past me, my eyes can't help but follow you.
   Your voice is music to my ears.
   Your laugh lights up my world.
   Your eyes, filled with mischief, mimic my own.
You see me and smile.
   My heart soars.
You sit down across from me.
   I feel like I can fly.
You talk with me, about everything, about nothing; I can't concentrate on anything but my heartbeat, beating in time with yours.
But then, my malfunctioning ears catch something.
You are in love.
  My heart skips a beat.
  Then another.
  And another.
  Never to start again.
I force a smile on my face. You return it, not truly seeing.
  My mask is secure.
Hours turn into days, days to weeks, and all I can see, all I can hear, all I can think about is you.
  I don't hear the music.
  My world stays dark.
  My eyes are filled only with tears, threatening to break the su
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Fairytale Love
I'm locking myself in a tower and growing out my hair in hopes that you will come and climb up to me.
I'm surrounding myself with dragons so you will put on a suit of armor and save me.
I'm pricking my finger on hundreds of spindles, hoping that I will fall asleep, only to wake up to your lips on mine.
I'm watching millions of rugs, waiting for one of them to jump up in the air and take me flying away with you.
I'm leaving behind hundreds of glass slippers in hopes that you will find them and in turn find me.
I'm kissing frogs, hoping they will magically turn into you.
I'm rubbing lamps, waiting for the genie to pop out to turn you into my prince.
I'm wishing on stars and in dreams so you can finally realize that I am calling out for you.
I'm imagining us having our fairytale kiss while the ending song plays and the credits begin.
I'm waiting for…
My knight in shining armor
My hero
My prince
You.
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Your Burdens
You strive to keep the world happy.
You push aside your feelings and happiness in order to make sure that those around stay happy.
You say it doesn't matter.
You say you are okay.
But I see the truth.
I see behind your mask.
I see it in your eyes.
All the pain you try to keep hidden. All the pain you won't share.
You tell me in bits and pieces, but I am barely scratching the surface.
Why won't you tell me?
Why won't you trust me?
You carry all the world's burdens.
Why won't you let me carry yours?
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A monk told Joshu, "I have just entered the monastery. Please teach me."

Joshu asked, "Have you eaten your rice porridge?

The monk replied, "I have eaten."

Joshu said, "Then you had better wash your bowl."

At that moment the monk was enlightened.

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