Viewsi.We liked to sit in the grassand examine the clouds."Hey, that one spells Love."-you murmured softly into myear. I thought it looked morelike hate, but we just lookedat it from different sides.ii.We'd drop marbles downon the ground and watchthem shatter into a millionpieces. We tried gluingthem back together, butthey never functioned quitethe same. I think you saidsomething about a heart,but I didn't get it.iii.We'd swing hours awayjust looking at the sun.Once, I wondered if it couldburn holes in our faces, butit never did. Instead, youburnt something moresignificant on the insidelater on.
did you know?did you know:we were perfect?like the movies, theoverly romantic ones,the sickly romantic ones,the ones that you getdragged into, the ones thatyou fall in love with.like the rain. falling things havethis odd kind of beauty;this odd kind ofhope.the thunder crashes, and suddenly,the romantic couple is crying,and the ending isnt happyanymore, and the only thingon your mind is thatthis was not supposed to happen.