Better Together

I've been laying on the couch in the music room for an hour, looking at my book. I haven't wrote in it at all but I stayed laying there, thinking about him. I was losing the battle, the battle of not falling for your best friend. I knew I was losing, I wasn't going to just sit there and lie to myself, but still I fought with myself.

Just forget about the dance, it meant nothing to him. He was being nice, He felt bad for you. I thought to myself

But that dance was everything to me, and I had no idea how to convince Austin that I cared about him. I just couldn't find the right words when ever I tried.

There's no combination of words
I could put on the back of a postcard
No song I could sing
But I can try for your heart

But he had a obvious dream, and like he says to every girl that asks him out that his dream is real, and he can't be distracted by a relationship. But sometimes I hope it's because he just wants to be with me, when I know I'm just one of his best friends. I mean look in my old shoe box of pictures, and look at the day he got a spray tan because he thought I meant him over Dallas. Even in sepia tone you could still see he looked like he was moving to Willie Wonka. I probably should have took the the picture in color, but I just have a strange loving for sepia tone, and he does to.

Our dreams, and they are made out of real things
like a, shoebox of photographs
with sepia tone loving

Sometimes I think if I just got away from him I would be okay, I'd forget I love him. But that's the thing I love him that's why I'm still here. Where would I go anyways everywhere reminds me of him. I just wish I knew why it was so hard. Why can't I just tell him, and then we can be together. Oh yeah because I love him and I don't want to screw things up and loose him as a friend.

Love is the answer.

At least for most of the questions in my heart ,

Like why are we here? And where do we go?

And how come it's so hard?

I guess I shouldn't really expect it to be easy, after all since when was love ever easy. But it's kinda deceiving, but when is life not. I love my best friend, in more than a friend way, and he'll tell me he loves me, which makes me so happy he wouldn't even understand, but he loves me as a friend. As he always says we're better together, if only he meant actually together, not just partners.

It's not always easy and
sometimes life can be deceiving
I'll tell you one thing its always better when we're together

Thing always are happier with him. It's always better when I'm near him. I can look in the sky and don't feel the need to shape the clouds like normal, and figure out consultations at night. It's just the whole world is better when me and him are together.

its always better when we're together
look at the stars when we're together
its always better when we're together
Yeah, its always better when we're together

I know that all these flashbacks will haunt my dreams tonight. I never go a night without him being in my dreams. But every morning they disappear with the darkness. But then it's a new day for new moments to start haunting me everyday.

And all of these moments
just might find there way into my dreams tonight
But I know that they'll be gone
when the morning light sings
and brings new things

But by the night I realize for him the new moments are already gone. He just has to much he has to do, like with his career, to even think of me. But sometimes I look at him and I start thinking, well imagining, that my dreams are in my real life, and it makes me feel like I'm in heaven. And then he hugs me after finishing a song, and it's like I'm so close to heaven, perfection, that I could hyperventilate.

but tomorrow night you see
that they'll be gone too
too many things I have to do
But if all of these dreams might find there way
into my day to day scene
Ill be under the impression
i was somewhere in between

To me all it is is me and him, I don't notice others. It's like my brain can't even see other guys, even Dallas is invisible now. My best day dream is one where it's only me and him and we don't have so much to do, or places to go for his career. We can just sit outside and play music for fun.

With only two
Just me and you
Not so many things we got to do
or places we got to be
We'll Sit beneath the mango tree

The memories are what causes me to even sleep, they're just so pretty and fairy tale like with him there. And on our all nighter song writing nights, being able to wake up with him next to me, seeing how perfect he when he sleeps just gives me such a happy feeling, then it's depressing knowing he don't return it. But I know I need to tell him how I feel, it's only fair to us. I don't know what the perfect time would be, or any way to combine my words. I don't even know a song to write to help, even if I did he'd think it was for Dallas. But one day I'll tell him, and he'll still say that we're better together but mean it in a completely different way.

I believe in memories
they look so, so pretty when I sleep
Hey now, and when I wake up,
you look so pretty sleeping next to me
But there is no time,
and there is no song I could sing
and there is no, combination of words I could say
but I will still tell you one thing
We're Better together

Another story down(: but I have a trip with my school over the weekend but I'll try to update Sunday^_^ I hoped you liked my Ally- Jack Johnson ramble haha(: oh yeah when I get to it I'm doing a Dez story, because White and Nerdy is just perfect for him ahah (: Review (next story Back To December unless you review a name of a story you'd rather read ^_^)