IndissolubleHa, that guys back windshield is covered in snow. Isnt that illegal?
Maybe we should clean it off for him.
No, wait, I was kidding! Joseph? JOSEPH!
You need to help clean it off, too.
No thank you, man. No way.
Come on Linsey
Its odd to look at us now compared to how and who we were back then. He was shy, but what little personality he showed was absolutely arresting in every possible way. Me? I was painfully introverted. So much so that he almost didnt fully crack that stifling shell of self-inflicted loneliness. When everything was revealed, at the end of it all, it turns out we were just severed halves of the same person.
You cant describe him back then without describing me. From being the quintessential black sheep of two very
LemonsHe stands with a slant, no light glare in clouded dark eyes
His hair is the wind with bits of the sky
From skin to fingertips to nose to waist, theres poise
With a sloping smile hed enchant and believe
He walks like a bird and talks without reasons
Through prowess he would force any into submission
She stands only small, fists full of grass
A girl with a transparent beating base
A life without treason or focus or sensation
Theres pain in her soul and her heart is of glass
Even with a stutter shell take you by chance
Darkness and light fade in those gypsy eyes
Just a quick stare will take you by surprise
Her hand his hand red strings and more
You can see them both right down to the core
The lightning and earth trigger as one for a second
Their encounters are fleeting and quizzically pleasing
Their foundation is solid and sand
Different in their elements though they may see
Combined together theyre just meant to be.