somehow i'm hearing you whisper my name, even though i know you're buildings away. // but you're not calling me any closer. i can tell...you're thinking lies, you're thinking...what are you thinking? // Good. push me until i break then. and when i do shatter, i promise to save a shard for your heart.

more ugly words:

there's a boy at school who resembles Atreyu. (-neverending story-)i see him walking down the stairs everyday. His hair is blonde and long-ish and he pulls it back lightly so to keep it out of his face. but it slides out and covers his eyes anyway...so that he is always brushing it away. sad, lonely, empty blue eyes. always alone, aren't you Atreyu? Those eyes meet mine, everyday, and i stay locked. rudely i can't just look away. i want to ask him his name, and tell him he looks like Atreyu to me. and it's not just his looks that enchant me. There's something about him. He's from a rough neighborhood, a broken home. Oh, what i wouldn't do to brush my fingers through your hair and kiss the tears away from your cheeks. but i can't break the wall you've built up in front of yourself. so i'll just keep watching for you. Atreyu, hero boy with long golden hair. as long as you keep walking down those stairs, i'll keep lifting my eyes to meet yours.

::a note from the 31st::-->where were you today Atreyu?