Love

Is a deadly weapon.

I sit here on this sunny, winter, day alone. I really don't want to be alone, yet I know in my heart of hearts that I need to be. Right now anyway. I don't know what I'm looking for, or who I'm looking for anymore. I just want to find a girl that is fun to talk with, and loves me as much as I her. I don't really think that is impossible, but studies have shown it unlikely.

Regardless, I'll sit and wait. For her, and for my own idle laziness to stream away. I can quote any hip, indie rock band, and hide behind their lyrics and music. I can dazzle you and spin you dizzy with diction and my bastardized approach of syntax. I can seem insane, I can seem intelligent. I just want you, whoever you may be, to know that I love you. I'll find you. No, you'll find me, and it will be magical. Just don't let me hide behind music or words; I will cower.

Au revoir.