Snowfall

"Fuuuuh-ck!" he yelled out into the cold night. The chill wind whirled around him as he trekked up the hill, gesturing and talking to himself. The night was otherwise silent, still and frosted. The the light from the street lamps bounced off the clouds and the snow, casting the scene in odd shades of blues and reds. "Why the fuck can't think make sense, just once!?" He threw himself down onto the bench, heedless of the snow. The damp soaked into his pants, but he didn't notice. He turned his eyes to the sky above, as though the Heavens could offer an answer. "Why can't this be simple? Why can't I at the very least know what she's thinking. If I knew she thought about me two, if I knew I wasn't just 'another guy,' things would be different." His voice slowly grew quiet, until he was almost whispering to himself. "And what if she isn't? Would that make a difference? Or would I go on tormenting myself anyways?" He glanced about himself, brushed the snow off the bench beside him. "Maybe I could... live in her world. Forget where I came from, who I am. At least then I would be with her." He hung his head. "Then I would be with her... but wouldn't I just be fighting the whole time to get back to my world. Wouldn't I end up fighting her to be who I am?" He jumped to his feet, snow swirling around him on the frenetic wind. "Why can't I love someone I can be with!? Why does it have to be like this!? Even if we tried it wouldn't work, and you know it!" he accused the night sky. "I just want to forget for a little while. Forget who I am, who she is, and... And just express my affection." "I guess that's too much to ask..."

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It occurs to me that I don't want to forget.
But I am.

I want to remember all the good times she and I had.
I feel like I'm perhaps losing sight of who she is.
I'm so caught up in what isn't there, that I can't see what is.

And I was doing so good, too.

She's a wonderful girl. I should have more faith in her than I do, especially faith in her as a friend.
I still don't want to tip my hand, but...
I want to be OK with 'just friends' again.
I'll tell her I love her, and I wish we were still together, but if that can't be then I have to move on.
I don't want to mess up and lose the friendship which I know we have, and it is wonderful.

Please, keep me in your prayers.

Sue Itchy Guy, Uh Huh.

A long long time ago, in a galaxy far away...
I don't remember how, or even why, but Louis once introduced me to Yatta and Irrational Exuberance. I found the latter quite humorous - I mentioned it ages ago, but nobody ever asked about it, so I let it go. I also had no way to efficiently share the humor, so it was mostly a moot point.

Now I have Angelfire, though, and so as far as it'll get me, I'm going to use it (I can't post pics from there, since they don't allow remote hosting, else you would see Vash and his Gun). SO, I'm going to recommend you all check out the bottom two links. Due to the nature of the actual vid, I don't suggest anyone watch more than the first few seconds (but hey, if that's yout thing...). I've been told, however, that knowing the original enhances the parody. Not that it needs to be enhanced much...

With that, have at it!
Yatta
Irrational Exuberance

After watching that again, I've decided it's really weird. Really.
I wash my hands of this, and am not responsible for the consequences. Really.

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Another old friend.