I find it exhausting being the friend that each person in my life needs.

Nothing mattered

because time stood still and I had you

One of my favourite ballads - The Rain Song

It is the springtime of my loving - the second season I am to know
You are the sunlight in my growing - so little warmth I've felt before
It isn't hard to feel me glowing - I watched the fire that grew so low

It is the summer of my smiles - flee from me Keepers of the Gloom
Speak to me only with your eyes, it is to you I give this tune
Ain't so hard to recognize - these things are clear to all from
time to time

Talk talk talk talk - I've felt the coldness of my winter
I never thought it would ever go
I cursed the gloom that set upon us...
But I know that I love you so
But I know that I love you so

These are the seasons of emotion 
And like the winds they rise and fall
This is the wonder of devotion - I seek the torch we all must hold
This is the mystery of the quotient - upon us all, upon us all a little rain must fall...
It's just a little rain

Just an idea

Maybe towards the very end of the year, since initially we were all afraid to share our memoirs, we could start reading some to the class? I know a lot of us are very curious to hear quite a few of them, and this way we won't have to deal with facing many of our classmates much longer if we are embarrassed by them.

Everyone goes through a fragile growth to come to terms with their past indiscretions  

Reminders

Words so hateful; words so pure

We remember how they felt, the weight of them on our bones

The heat of them in our blood, the hours of sleep lost to them

We run our fingers along the love hidden in creased sheets of paper

Love for only our eyes

Words we read and memories recalled

They turn the corners of lips

But tears dissolve the smiles and wash away fabrications of reality

Displaying the scars we all have

For you, Ms. P.

ee you calm me

Where in the world?

time money
money time
time > money
money >time

like clockwork

We need more time

I need more time