gone

It’s freezing cold.
I even have goose bumps.
My hands are frozen and my stomach is growling.
Heavy is the rain on my shoulders; Paling my face and limbs.
I wish I could find my phone. God, I’d lose my head if it wasn’t attached.
I think it’s getting colder. Maybe I’m just getting more numb.
Everything seems so pallid. As if all the joy was gone.
The longing is still there.
Longing for joy,
time,
friends,
life,
anything.
My throat is struck with the longing of food.
My body longing for warmth.
My heart for comfort. . .
Just someone to be here.
Just anyone to be; to share with me the last moments of what would be our time.
My time.
The time spent on this most beautiful and gracious planet.
The world to which I found is not the one that found me.
No.
I left that world behind long ago.
Oh, how the rain makes me wonder.
Wonder and wander.
I think I’ll go back.
Back to the world and people I left behind. . .

n. representation in writing of language of signs.

i. I used to think that we would end up together someday.

There was that one time:
The two of us were curled in our corner of C-wing,
near the biology classrooms.
I was leaned against you,
my head buried in the curve of your neck and shoulder,
and you told me that
chances are, you would find a girlfriend
one day.
I remember laughing, and telling you
that I am too freeform, and too fickle,
and would be "feme sole" forever.

ii. But even now, you never seem to mind
when I put my arms around you.
You do not call attention to the fact that
I need more,
reach out more, and fall more than you.

iii. Yesterday, I ate by myself in the lunch room.
For the first time in months,
I was hungry enough to buy food.
I could feel the negative indent in the space beside me,
as my body decided how to lean, how to react, and how to breathe
without you.

iv. It's been almost five days,

Once You Left Us

Those who have lost,
Shall not mourn,
But instead remember the pleasant past,
It’s hard,
I realize that now,
Which is why I’m ashamed,
We don’t realize how much life is worth,
Until it’s too late,
And we’ve lost something,
Not just something,
But someone,
It’s hard to think it’s real,
It’s just and ordinary day,
But it’s not,
Things will never be the same,
And the worst,
We can’t go back and change it,
Prevent it from ever happening,
But we shall lay them at rest,
Wishing them peace among the worlds,
Whether it be ours,
Or the dead’s,
We pray for those who have lost,
And for the lost one’s.
May we all find peace happiness.

-lissa<#3

I wish you where here,
just to see me smile again.
You thought you broke my heart.
You thought you left me to die.
I was stronger then you thought.
I wish you where here,
to see me dance with him.
To see that I moved on.
I got over the fact,
that you left me with a beaten heart...
And now your here.
Wishing you never let me go.
Wishing you could get me back,
but I'm gone

I hate
power outages.
In an instant, I'm

cut off

from all light
my food
the show I'd been watching
and worst of all
YWP.

I'm writing this
in insufficient light
can barely see
the paper
I'm writing on

I hope it comes back
and soon
I don't want it to be
tomorrow
before I post this.

In 16 lines
she said so
much,

yet,

when those
16 lines
are
erased,

she's suddenly said
so much
more.

He has gone away.
What ever happened to the date?
The one that was promised to me?
Did it go back with him,
Back to college,
So far away?
Or,
Is he still saving it?
Or,
Is he scared,
As scared and shy as I?
Was he just saying that he would go out to be nice,
Or,
Did he actually like me?
I have so many questions,
But I have time
Because
He won’t be back
Until spring break.

Where'd you go?
I used to know you.
But now I look at you.
And it's a stranger that is standing there.
You look the same,
But I know that inside you aren't.
You've changed.

What happened?
How did you change so quickly?
How could you change so quickly?
You were off and gone in a flash.
And I'm stuck at the starting gate.

We had a song, remember?