Shhh...

listen to the rain,

listen close as it calls your name,

hear the whistle of wind blow down the street,

make a path of destruction all but discreet,

it starts at your toes and ends at your mind,

taking it all, leaving nothing behind,

it gets to your thigh and causes a bruise,

from your last soccer game you happened to lose,

it gets to your waiste and sees the mistakes,

that you and some other and lust seemed to make,

the stomach is calm as your funnel arrives,

it sees butterflies of holding hands on long winter nights,

two veins up just on the left,

there lies a hear that ceases to rest,

it sees your emotions that broke it in half,

a bracket, a three, intercepted by a slash (</3>)

the eyes that saw heaven and the lips that kissed fate,

seldom compare to the mind that awaits,

the funnel then stops for its now met its match,

broken momentos and black and white photographs,

it sees a mom and dad divorcing and tears in your eyes,

and black and white clothing when your brother took his own life,

the funnel packs up but refuses to leave,

the funnel is your life... just you failed to see.

ok so i know it sucks... but act like you love it... i could use the ego boost... lol

p.s. New crushes= AM-ah_zing