Kay guys, hope you like! It's a little idea I had playing in my mind for the past few days, so I had to write it because it was driving me CRAZY! lol I looked and looked for the perfect song, didn't find one. But I thought this worked okay. Anyway, hope you enjoy! Please RnR!
Somewhere there's speaking
It's already coming in
Oh and it's rising at the back of your mind
You never could get it
Unless you were fed it
Now you're here and you don't know why
But under skinned knees and the skid marks
Past the places where you used to learn
You howl and listen
Listen and wait for the
Echoes of angels who won't return
I've always like Angelina. Not that she's ever noticed or anything. It's always been some other guy she's crushing on. I'm just the best guy friend. And sure that's fine for most guys. But I am actually, call this what you want, IN LOVE with her.
Yes, I'm only sixteen, I don't know what love is, blah blah blah. Whatever you want to say as long as it makes you feel good and like you're actually making a difference in teens today. You're not. You just make yourself feel good. And good for you, buddy! But anyway, I'm pretty sure I know what love is. It's that feeling that comes when you care for someone in an indescribable way, a way that you couldn't even make up a word for, a way that you could never tell them, a way that if you explained to your friends they'd just give you a weird look and make fun of you.
But it's so much more than I can describe. Damn, I feel like a sappy love story writer. Believe me, I'm not. I'm one of those guys that likes to start a riot. Sitting still is not an option. I rock in my seat during class. I play pranks when I get bored. I have a different outlook on life than most people. Okay, that's getting too deep. Anyway, back to what I was saying.
Angelina… she's so pretty. I could go into detail, but since I've already explained how much I love her for her, you know I don't like her for her looks. Though I do love her smile. It radiates the whole room. It makes my heart pound, blood rush to my ears, if I could I would sit and look at that beautiful smile all day.
She says anything around me, and I feel like I can say anything around her. Neither of us really care. When she says my name my head jerks toward her, I snap out of any trance or daydream I'm in the middle of. She doesn't care what I do, she's always got my back, even if I'm wrong. The best friend a guy could ever have. But that's all I am to her. A friend.
I'm glad she's my friend, but I know we could have something more. Something that only I could see. Because she likes another guy. And see, that other guy just happens to be someone I'm very close to. Who has no clue she likes him. Who is totally wrong for her. Who looks just like me, acts just like me, but I guess she finds him better.
You see, she likes my twin brother.