Wait....What?

Aug 07, 2008 - 00:22 AM PST

I don't really have a response the words that have flashed across the screen like one of those banners being pulled by a plane. It seems like they were there one moment then gone the next. Yet I opened my eyes and they were still there. I wanted them to go away. If the words were gone then it would no longer be true. I picture him. My beautiful boy, crumpled and alone, unsure of quite what to do. My body feels a pull toward him, like I can't stay away. I need to be there with him. To curl up next to him and convince him that everything will be okay, to tell him that life will go back to normal. I close my eyes and imagine the life we're going to live now. Living as if it never happened is impossible. But will this boy, my boy, my love...will he change? I don't even know quite what to think as I dream of lolling him off to sleep with the sweet tone of my voice and speaking him into a dream where things were normal and okay. I dream of holding him on his feet and being the strength that stops this from affecting him. The unfortunate part is they are both just dreams. I can't do it. I can't hold him up.

I am nothing but a girl that loves a boy and calls him her friend. I am nothing but the girl that wraps her arm around his waist and tells him things will all end up okay.