and so it is.

I cannot wait.

We were just singing. All of a sudden my dots overflowed with warmth and the rock started to roll and roll and roll and roll. Snowball effect? I guess you could say. In order to depict the way the snow kept latching onto my fingernails.

...this story. written months and months and months ago... but today when you said that you found your old "sweetheart." the chills sent down my spine for that glimpse of a genuine smile :)!

Uh + Door+ ed.

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... (3 part CHEEZY)

A story...

The beginning: She glanced up and met his smile.

For those few months, that's all it was. The eye-catching glimpse of the unknown cravings between the pretty girl, and adorable boy.

Innocence.

She knew nothing of him. He knew nothing of her. But something was similar. And as time passed, her smile shrank as his grew flat.

He found another face to hold while she pretended to curl her lips up, and laugh whenever she could.

More time passed, and love was thrown at her. From directions she never expected, from directions she couldn't toss back. So all she could do was smile,

while the months slunked on.

And possibly, the feelings were forgotten, but they were still kept snug withing the cute little toy chest in the back of her mind.

One day, she took the key, unlocked, and kissed whatever it was that had been hiding.

She let it pour, she let it bleed, she let it sink.

Tears slid down her cheek. She carefully licked her dry lips, pressed her fingers upon her swollen eyes, and took the deepest breath. She sank to her drop. Her body became limp and she found herself immidiately laughing...hysterically.

SMILE. (and say Cheese.)

The Middle:

She was sad. She shouldn't have been though. She did love it all. She wrapped her fluffy pillow around her head and screamed. As loud as she could, she screamed. She screamed until the blood in the back of her throat seeped inbetween her teeth. She screamed until...

She screamed until her body grew weak, and well...she fell.

That word? Was it truly that, that she had been enveloped within all this time? No. Maybe. It's a possible thought. It's a lovely thought. But with the thought of being in IT, she grew roots that kept her STUCK. No more was she lost.

Stuck. The roots had no where to grow but down towards the worms.

So, she sank deeper. And deeper. Until she was sucked into hatred and the terrifying feeling of losing. True smiles were forgotten. Fake. and Lies. She wished upon every star, and every eye-lash, and every full moon that they would soon turn real. But, nothing, not a hug, a glance, a yell, a story, a giggle; nothing could keep her from a Fake.

This was it. Nothing new. She simply just, was.

Ridiculously stuck...No legs to run with. No mask to disguise. No thing to show her teeth. Only that of what was now dead. And, of course, at this particular moment in time, trying to find it would of course be a never ending maze of HIDE-and-SEEK. Goodbye.

(Beginning of) The End:

"I love you."

"And I love you."

They kissed, letting each others lips linger for as long as they possibly could.

They quietly whispered 'Goodbye' into the others eyes.

Her:: She slowly spun around on her bare heels and slipped into her car. When she turned her focus out of the window, he had disappeared. She smiled, giggled, and wiggled and drove away, carfeully. Not letting her mind wander off of his face. Not once.

Him:: He nudged her soft body towards her car. Holding onto her gentle hands for as long as the growing space between them allowed. He watched her stumble through her door. And as she sat, he skipped away with the burning feeling in his chest. The burning feeling to scream his smile but, he didn't. Instead, he skipped. Too quickly, becasue soon enough, his skips turned into runs, and one run turned into a trip, and he fell.

He felt no pain.

Her.

and

Him.

Something has to be worth a few scrapes here and there. It was worth some sort of bloody knee.

Worth.