• Love, Kat

    by smartykat37 on December 18, 2010 Dear _____, When you saw me standing there, and your eyes lit up with recognizition, my knees started to tremble. When you continued to glance back at me, I couldn't help but wish it was true. When you stuttered and walked in step with me, I felt my childhood hopes return, and smiled. Love, Kat Dear ____, When you aren't looking, I tend to stare at you. When you look me in the eye, I can't help but feel my stomach drop. When I hear your name, I tend to aggresively blush. When I sing, I pretend that you're in front of me and that I wrote this song for you. When I think about what would happen if you found out, I know that we could never be, because we weren't meant to go out, I was destined or heartbreak. But still, I stare..... Love, Kat Dear ______, When you try to keepy your face blank, I see it. When you say my name like it is nothing, I know it means the world to you. When you enter the classroom and continually search for my face, I see it. When you do not object to my hugging you, but act like it is a nuisince, I can tell that you will be ripped apart come February 14th. Love, Kat Dear _____, When you touch my hand, it feels right. When we laugh in synchronicity, I feel it and hope you do too. When you hugg me and I feel the warmth of you, I hoped you felt the chill in me that needed to be warmed. When you tell me what might happen, I can't help but weep for you. When you show me that you might not be strong enough, I cry and wish you knew that I wish I could help you. When I lay awake at night, hoping you won't do anything stupid, I wish that you didn't have to figure it out on your own. Love, Kat Dear ______, When you lie and say that you are over me, I see that you are most definetly not. When you follow me around like a lost puppy dog and poke me in the side every ten seconds, I can tell that you don't see it. When you tell me you wish for mind control, I can see that you are hopelessly misguided. When you don't recognize when to stop and can't see that you need to change, I see that you will never understand why I don't feel the same way. Love, Kat Dear ____, When you type up my name, I feel my heart flutter. When you say somthing witty, I feel an aching in my cest. When I hear the song that reminds me of you and how I shared what I swore I wouldn't, I can't help but sing along. When I think of driving to your house in the middle of the night, I know nothing good would come out of it. When I consider the idea of nexy January, I shiver even though I know nothing life-changing will happen. Love, Kat Note: Each of these was written for a different person. Someday, I hope the endings will change on all. But for now, this is how I feel. No Comments
  • Peppermints

    by smartykat37 on October 19, 2010 God, I love peppermint candy..... No Comments
  • Wishes....

    by smartykat37 on October 07, 2010 I wish that I had a life. I wish that I had something to do. I wish that you would email me more often. I wish that you would call me soon. I wish that my parents would give my phone back. I wish that I could have a real epiphany. I wish that you would like me back. I wish that I could decide between you and him. I wish that one of you would either say "I hate you" or "I love you" I wish that I had a beautiful singing voice. I wish that I could be shy. I wish that I had preordered The Lost Hero by Rick Riordan. I wish that I knew how to swim. I wish that the thing where you're just about to fall asleep and then suddenly you feel like you're falling and jerk suddenly & unexpectedly would stop. I wish that my cat would stop drinking out of the fish bowl. I wish that my hororscope would say something positive about love. I wish that everything I wrote wasn't such crap. I wish that Marie Digby would hurry up with her new album. I wish that Kate Voegele would hurry up with her new album. I wish that I could get a new iTunes card with lots of $ on it. I wish that my sister would stop chewing on her hands. I wish that my fish had a bigger tank. I wish I would stop having multiple personalities. I wish I would stop trying to make my life like a story in a book. I wish that I didn't have such thick eyebrows. I wish that I could help someone with something. I wish that my mix radio would stop limiting my skips and play something good. 1 Comment
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