2014-05-30 0000 5:30 you are not yet awake, yet the birds sing for you. They sing a song, sung just for you, for you, my love, are worth such a delicacy. 60 you will wake up soon, and smile because of me. you watch the sun rise, just as I will watch it set, and I will hope that one day I can give you the sky, for you deserve nothing less than the ecstasy provided by the sky 6:30 you are on my mind as I wake up, it is strange to me, I have not thought of someone so often in such a long time. I look at the clock, thinking of you, for you are running drills now, and I know you are scolding yourself for missing shots. when will you realize I love you no more and no less based on how many three-pointers you can sink? I will always love you! 70 our days begin, and we pass through halls, looking at faces that have no importance, for the only important face is the others'. when our happiness is evident and my poetry alive, we have found a loophole, the key to our success is this. it is our pain in #life, transpired in events of torture and pain, that shaped our very being, the golden girls and the royal boys who added to our torture and shame, who brought upon us terror and inflicted pain, the discomfort is gone. 30 I am free, released to volleyball, and I think of you, at basketball, and think of the luck I have. they say that when someone else's happiness is yours, that is love- and I wonder how much I love you. To the#moonand back? to the outer reaches of the Milky Way galaxy? 'thiiiiiis big?' you must understand, every tear and laugh and smile you show me is one I return with such delight in my heart, for you are sweet bliss. 50 the small talk begins, right before dinner, and the stories are told, the days events are revealed the comforts given. 80 I am reminded of you, my prince, and I know that without a doubt, I would make you a thousand crowns of daisies and roses, simply to make you stay. I would sew your robe, making it white as snow and beautiful like our love. I would polish and wash your abacot making it perfect like you, and send you off to battle, crying for myself. you turn to say something, yet it is lost in a breeze of mystery, but I know the words by heart. it is time. 90 the words I know by heart come flowing out. I am a fountain of words and wisdom, unable to contain the inner workings of my mind. the words you have said are simple: em take a chance on me, I promise you, I'll fight our sports and opposite lives just to spend a day with you. I am infatuated with you. {e.k.}

sand and sea she was the sea, he was the sand, manna and the holy land. but one day the hurricane, threw her tide. it was then they started that bumpy ride. the grains of sand, the tides that rolled, never touched, never more. the pain was real, the numbness bare. little did she realize, he did not care, she laid to rest, her gasps for air. -eak

my fears & existence as fearless as one may seem, they fear something. I am human, and I fear things and other people. I fear things. I fear losing the thing I love the most: you. I fear that if I lose the thing I love the most, there will be very little joy in my #life. but I also fear other people. I fear you, because you have equal opportunity to end us. to end who we are as humans and the relation we have with one another. I fear myself as well. for I am human, and as humans are, I bleed love. and it is thick and heavy, as love should be. that is how you know whether or not your love is worth your lovers time of day. we were created to exist in mutual harmony, and I fear our existence. I fear my existence for reasons only imaginable. my existence is to live, to glorify, and please one mightier, holier, and unworthy of death, but dying in love for you, for me, and all. one day my existence falls into place; I have reached a final destination, my existence realizes it's goal.

that girl that girl is gone. she no longer roams the halls hoping for love. her smooth exterior is now rough and jagged. she is not who they think. she doesn't even know who she is anymore. she's new. good or bad, the old her has made it's mark and left. he disapproves of the change. he still loves her though. she can do no wrong in his eyes, a curse and a blessing. he loves her, he told her, through tear clogged eyes. she told him, but cried through the night. their love is difficult, but the harder it gets, the more value it has. they love that. but she has changed, for the better or for the worse; that is unknown. she does not want to be without him. she needs him, needs his touch and embrace, needs his love. and he gives her an embrace, the kind that says "baby, I've missed you." the kind of embrace only he has. the hug only be can give, the kiss they share. the love they need. that girl, is the one he wants. the one who's mother and father love her. the one whose grandparents think she's having a teenage crisis, when all she needs is sleep. to be left alone, undisturbed. that girl, is the one no one knows how to deal with. 7/9/13 -emily k

dream chasers they chased dreams, those two. together. flawlessly. she knew he'd be there when she woke up to love her. he knew when he woke up she'd be there to gently kiss him. they loved each other. fearless, flawless, and ferocious. fearlessness came with the thrills the other owner and time. flawlessness from knowing imperfection and dents but caring and refusing to lose the other. but ferociousness came from above. a gift from above they contained their love until the time presented itself at the right opportunity. they pounced, ferocious and unafraid. they loved each other. they still do.