glass

it hurt when i stumbled across her
she was like broken glass all along the floor
but it was beautiful
and my curiousity got the best of me
i remember looking at her
all i could see was the light 
she had an insane look of desperation
you could almost feel it
and yet her eyes were still glowing
like all the life had been sucked out of her 

yet she wanted to put life in everyone elses 
i wanted to pick up her pieces
i wanted to put her back together
and so i tried
i really did
i got a little cut along the way
the more i tried to fix her
the more she fixed me
i never saw her not happy
everytime i made her laugh i wanted to make that happen forever
she started to get better
eventually she was put together enough to get up and walk away
but she didnt hesitate to take me with her
and ive been sitting here where i first found her
wondering if the pieces left on the floor
were hers or mine
i should probably get up.

round two

when nelson in creative 1 said write about love 

i was distraught 

that point of my life i had only had a crush on a boy for a month 

and was sure i didnt love him. 

i became disappointed with myself for not having some dramatic love story that had never been told. 

sat with my mind open 

trying to find words to exaggerate my previous so called lovers

taking any desperation to sound interesting. 

read through blog after blog 

heartbreak

betrayal 

butterflies

xoxoxs 

then it clicked 

the light bulb in my junior year mind, was finally lit. 

i was surrounded by love

and was yet diving into my thoughts to try and find it. 

what was meant to be found was

the way my father looks at me when he says bye for work 

love the mountains show by merely being beautiful

passion in my friends eye when they talk about what they enjoy 

the love sister shows in her tears at thought of me moving out 

missing feeling ill get after graduation 

excitement when college mails a letter with my name on it

love you can hear in laughs

naps bring love

feeling ice cream gives the stomach 

warmness of a blog post comment

its all around. 

doesnt always come in kisses

or with scent of roses. 

sad i missed the meaning during round one

but can only go up during round two. 

xox