The Humans Create Life, And Senselessly Cause

I'm Thinking I Would Like To Dance In The Rain With This Person. I Would Like To Lie Next To Him In The Dark And Watch Him Breathe And Watch Him Sleep And Wonder What He's Dreaming About And Not Get An Inferiority Complex If The Dreams Aren't About Me.

It Still Might Be A Shock. To Realize You Are Just One Story Walking Among Millions.

I've Always Resented Hermione, Because I Wanted To Be Her So Badly And She Never Seemed To Appreciate As Much As I Thought She Should That She Got Be Her. She Got To Live At Hogwarts And Be Friends With Harry And Kiss Ron, Which Was Supposed To Happen To Me.

The Humans Create Life, And Senselessly Cause Death. For Nothing.

Bruises Mapped My Body From Bumping Into Tables And Tripping Over Curbs While Walking With A Book In My Hand, My Eyes Focused On The Pages Instead Of The Live Space Around Me.