Way too close

It was the moment when time seems to pause for awhile,
I was dazzled and taken for what I had witnessed,
feeling weak and defenseless against your lovely face and
timeless precious smile,
oh dear you take my breath away.
I had tried a thousand times trying to ignore you,
make you feel not being noticed nor admired,
avoiding every longed moment and opportunity
to have just a glimpse of you
but somehow again,
I was being conquered by your amazing passion in life,
and leaving me helpless of not loving you.
We became friends,
even thought in reality I never know who you really are or
what I may end up if gamble my tired and lonely heart
to someone as mysterious as you,
fears slowly creeping deep inside for I am afraid
that the beauty you had shown will one day just disappear.
I wish I could easily untie my heart from my horrible past,
I am confused and frightened for the truth is
my soul longed to know you more,
where heart beats faster its time you are near.
Yes, I do desire of being with you all the time,
dreaming to hold your hand and kiss your tender lips,
and if I had one last wish before I die
I would rather spend it a day with someone as beautiful as you

Duck Tape

Why does this keep happening?
I don't know why.
When will it end?
It's tearing me apart.
What's the cause of this?
A BROKEN HEART.
Tell me, please where to start.
Searching for pieces of my broken heart.
A wandering soul, with no direction.

Constantly drawn by recollection.

Useless memories, no purpose to serve.

Depleted heart he doesn't deserve.

I've always wondered what happened and why.

Black eyes water, but they never cry.

I ain't got time for no pointless game.

If you loved me, you should feel the same.

I heard, if he can't catch you, you don't need to fall.

And it's best to have lost, than to have not loved at all.

But now you're telling me this a little too late.

My heart's all busted and I need some Duck tape.

omg!

Today while I was a the bus stop hanging with my friends as usual, I saw this huge gust of black smoke in the sky. As soon as I noticed the smoke, I immediatly knew it was a fire. Me and my two friends ran across the street on which we saw a fire truck, which confirmed my assumption. We rushed through Oregon Hill, up the street and around the corner. We met police cars and lots of nosy people. While I sprinted up the street, I glanced up at the cloudy sky and saw large, thick, black and brown clouds of smoke. I looked over to my friend Lakeya and said that I hope nobody has gotten hurt. As we got closer we saw more and more police cars and fire trucks. Residents of the neighborhood were coming from all directions. When we approached the ally we saw Gabby running towards the burning scene. Turning up the ally we saw the source of the smoke, and all the commotion. A house was terribly on fire. The whole front part of the home was charred and burned black. Inside the busted out windows was a blazing, ferocious, deadly fire. In my eyes, the fire looked out of control, even though there were about ten firemen working on the blaze. I was scared for anyone who may have been in that home or in any building near it. As I moved up closer, a woman who was a resident, made a phone call to the person who lived in that building. Some of the words I heard in that conversation included: " Dude, don't you live in the buildng beside that church place?" And, " Man, I'm sorry to have to be the one the one to tell you this, but your house is burning, man." Luckily, no people nor animals were in that house. Smoke filled the air as Keya and I left the area. Im going to pray for that guy and anyone else who lived in that place.