She crawls under my skin with her jewish ways. Nothing is move unnerving than being tossed around and played with.

She kissed me! It was so silly and flirty, but she kissed me and I kissed her. I never thought that would happen. I was always so envious of her. Turns out, she is attracted to me. *squeal*

"But it's not true, I don't know you/Don't waste your time, and don't waste mine/I'm not your friend, I won't soothe your soul/And in the end you're all dead to me..."

Tell me lies with your soft kisses. Caress my face with your hands, let them feel my smooth skin. Your eyes gaze into mine as if I posses some underlying beauty of which you have never seen. Gentle. Everything so tender and gentle. I could fall for you. How dangerous that would be.
Would you share a moment with me under the twinkling blanket of night? Or would you rather leave me stranded in the cold, arms outstretched in attempt to hold on? Hold on to something that was never mine to begin with. Hold on to something that I never really knew. I can't remember your face. But your eyes won't stop their haunting. Big and sad. Lashes that graze my cheeks when you kiss me.

Now I sit and wait.

I miss Sleeping Beauty. I miss Rose White and Rose Red. I miss you.