-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

chris = amazing

sometimes i hold my breath because i want to hear you breathe. it gets so quiet that i can ever hear your heart skip its beat.

ive always considered myself a star, hangning in the sky with a thick white string tied around my waist. just hanging out, watching the world pass right on by. and the other stars are miles away even though to you they look very close to me. its ok, id rather sparkle alone.

3:14 a.m. - 2004-05-08

-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------