~Anges

i will never have a close group of teen friends to grow up with, watch the sunsets, study and play together, have fun, fool around, make sleepovers, anxiously wait for an exam, run laughing in the rain, sit before a fire hearing a slow guitar melody. i will never go to parties in some rich kid's big two-story house. i will never fall in love with my highschool sweetheart. i will never ask her out to prom, see her in a beautiful dress and be told to return before midnight. i will never secretly lay on a roof with her, watching the stars and making wishes. she will never innocently hold hands with me, lay her head on my shoulder and hug me tightly. we won't be madly in love with each other. i won't support her through hard times. i won't hear her pure laugh or cry, even from the most trivial things. we will never follow our ambitions, our dreams together, even something silly like being a rock star. i won't make her happy. i can never have this. the future will not hold any secrets. things will never be as intriguing, interesting, mysterious. it's empty, meaningless and lost