A/N: Bored, so I wrote a poem. That's how my life works. Lol.

Possibility

Blue eyes graze over me

You appear to stare at the surface but I can tell

You're really looking much deeper

You can see

(as much as I try to resent it)

Into the pit of my soul

The depths of my mind

The very bottom of my emotions

And you can predict

Every word

That will form on my lips

Moments before I say

Anything.

I never thought

It would be possible

But I am living proof

Of the fact that

I

Love

You

Eh, I don't know if I like it much. Well, anyway, I don't own AF, reviews are lovely, and cookies are delicious. That last one was kinda random. But very true.

On a side note, my other AF stories should be updated pretty darn soon. My muse is nearly back from Aruba. She bought me a t-shirt. She was going to get me one that said, "My muse went to Aruba and all she got me was this stupid t-shirt", but they didn't have any with that style. So it just has a palm tree on it.

Until next time,

The Insane and Highly Sleep-Deprived Lugian