AN: Yo so I've been on a roll today with my writing :) And I've decided to make this a little longer. I kin of figured I could go more in depth for each line of the poem that way there'd be some kind of background story to it. Enjoy~
High up in a tree
Every time I left a building I always looked up towards the trees; always hoping to see something different when I looked up. But every time I did I saw the same damn green leaves on the same damn trees. It crushed me that when I looked up I almost never saw him there. It broke me to not know if he'd ever come back again, if I'd ever see him again.
It makes me hate trees so much to know that they're part of my pain. They make everything worse. They tell me how much time has passed. How lonely I am that I can't enjoy each passing season without him. I want to leave. To go to the city and hide inside a building so high up I won't ever have to see a tree again.
But I know that won't work. He'd follow me up there. I know he would. And….let's face it, I'm hooked. I'd never be able to leave, not without him knowing where I'd go. No I wouldn't ever chance that. But sometimes….I wish I could.
*EDIT!* AN: Okay so what's going to happen is I'm going to write the story and then post the poem up~ That way people won't know what's going to happen ;p also I'll be changing it so if any of you read the original you won't actually know what's going to happen.
