in the song of life, no one ever gets the melody.

   She was furious. No, more than that. She was disgusted, shocked, and hurt. Who did he think he was? Playing with her heart like that, acting like he was better than everyone else. It was like he didn't even care. And then he had the nerve to send these apologies. These texts begging for forgiveness. As if she would put herself through that pain again.

   He lay on his bed, arms beneath his head, wondering what would happen next. He had sent the texts, but had it been enough? He liked her, a lot. But just as a friend. I mean, it wasn't more than that, was it?

   She turned up her ipod and sang along to the songs that mirrored her emotions. She was sad, not at losing him, but at losing "us", because there had been an "us." Not romantically, but their friendship...it was something special. Less than a relationship, but more than friends.

   He looked at his clock. She still hadn't replied. What was this? Wasn't she going to forgive him? She always did...

   Life was good. She hadn't thought of him in a full 24 hours. Oh crap. She just thought of him. But only to think that she hadn't thought of him, so that doesn't count, right?

   He saw her at school and she didn't see him. Well, that's what he told himself, because the fact that she had ignored him hurt more than he cared to admit.

   She missed him. She really did. But life was alright without him. She would survive. She would move on. There was someone better out there, she just knew it.

   He was okay. He didn't need her. She was just missing out. But it was strange not telling her everything. He sorta, kinda, really missed his best friend.

   He was her best friend. She knew she forgave him. But they could no longer be what they were. Their friendship had already been lost.

   "Do you miss me?"
 
   "Do you miss me?"
 
   "I asked first."
 
   "...I do."
 
   "I do too, but at the same time I don't. I can live without you now."
 
   "So what does that mean for us?"
 
   "It means something. I don't know what yet, but it means something. Something big. Something neither you or I can understand."
 
   "So are we still friends?"
 
   "I don't know."
   
   "But I miss you."


   "I don't know if that's enough anymore."

~otw

so you know everything?

People have told me there's no such things as unicorns. I don't believe them. They tell me it's not scientifically possible. I still don't believe them. 

"Have you ever seen one?" they ask.

"No."

"Then they don't exist." Done. Period. End of conversation.

Wrong.

I've never seen an atom. But I've heard they exist.

I've never seen the universe. But I've heard it exists.

I've never seen God. But I've heard He exists.

Just because you haven't seen something, doesn't mean it does not exist. It doesn't make it a figment of your imagination. Anything is possible and everything is impossible. Everything and nothing is real. 

People used to say that the world was flat. They used to say that the Earth was the center of the universe. Now we look back and laugh at their ignorance. But who's to say we aren't the ignorant ones. Who is to say that in a thousand years, people will look back and laugh at us for saying that there were no unicorns or fairies. No leprechauns or abominable snowmen. We don't really know anything. We only think we know. We think that the universe is never-ending, but what if it's not? We think that we're the only planet with life, but what if we're not? We think that there are stars in the sky, but what if they all collapsed and we just don't know it yet? What if tomorrow night, we look out at the sky and the stars are all gone? 

Everything we "know" is constantly changing. Pluto is no longer a planet. Indigo is no longer a color of the rainbow. There is a new species of animals here. There's a new species there. Nothing we know is certain. Everything can change. So don't try to tell me that unicorns don't exist. Don't tell me that I just have a wild imagination. Don't say I'm crazy.

Or in fact, call me crazy. They called Einstein crazy. They said Columbus would die. They told Ford he was an idiot. Disney failed again and again. Oprah Winfrey was told she was "unfit for tv." But did that stop any of them? No. They kept going even though people said it wasn't possible. 

But, who are they to say that. Since when do they know everything?

~otw

try and stop me

All people ever say is 

"You can't do it"

Maybe I should listen,

They're probably right. 

But what if they're not?

What makes them right?

What makes them smarter than me?

What makes them say that I can't do it?

Because they're wrong.

I can do this.

I can do anything. 

You can try and knock me down,

You can try and stop me.

You can call me crazy, stupid,

An ignorant fool.

I don't care. 

Maybe I will fail,

But who even cares?

I can still try.

No one can stop me from trying.

~otw

lullaby

Sing me a lullaby,

A sweet, gentle song.

Sing me away to an

Undiscovered paradise.

Let the birds of melody

Fly me up to the sky,

Let the flowers of harmony

Bloom me a tune.

Care for my ears

With a soothing rhythm,

Care for my soul

With words from the heart.

Together we will find the

Beat of the universe,

Together we will make

A worldly sound.

Sing me a lullaby,

A sweet, gentle song.

Sing me some music

So I can feel your love.

~otw

hide and seek

One...Two...

Run, run, run,

Come and hide with me

Three...Four...

Together we’re

Unstoppable.

Five...Six...

Don’t look back now,

We’re almost there.

Seven...Eight...

A perfect hiding spot

To rest for a while.

Nine...Ten...

They’ll search and search,

High and low.

Eleven...Twelve...

But we’ll simply be

Ghosts.

Thirteen...Fourteen...

Long forgotten treasures

Buried deep within the mind.

Fifteen...Sixteen...

But wait. Will they 

Stop looking for us?

Seventeen...Eighteen...

Will they forget

Who we are?

Nineteen...Twenty...

Will we stay hidden

Forever?

Ready or not, here I come...

Will they really come?

~otw