Angst Anyone? How abou Romance?

[Jay_Quessir]

:) Here we go! I'll leave an index as I write. :) Feel free to comment, critique, praise, throw fruit, whatever. :)

Poems:
1. Across the Room (Unhappy Ending)
2. Across the Room (Happy Ending)
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On Across the Room, highlight which one you wish to read then go back to the start and read the other one. :)

[Jay_Quessir]

I see him starring at me across the room,
Crystal blue eyes all aglow
And as I smile back at him,
There's something there of which I know.

We share a small connection,
one bound only for a moment
Yet the moment lasts a lifetime
and for once we are content.

The world slips away into the pool of blue,
the ocean of his eyes
The warmth found within his gaze
takes me by surprise.

I feel the heat,
I feel the passion,
otheres around me,
faces turned ashen.

I feel the love that's in his heart,
I know it was meant for me
For I feel it in my own heart,
except one that is meant for he.

The instant passes,
we turn away
its love at first sight,
its all so cliche.

And in that fatal instant,
I lost part of my life
An internal conflict arise,
my new greatest strife.

The emotions consume me,
starting to take controll
The struggle erupts,
a love takes its hold.

I ponder his gaze
throughout the day.
Was his smile
meant quite that way?

Did he look at me
in a lustful way
Could it truly be?
Is he really gay?

Were there subtle little hints,
clues to who his is
Did he mean what he said,
about never having his first kiss.

All the girls fawn over him
yet he's still single somehow
I wonder if I ask him
if he'll say no just now.

Yet, I remain on the sidelines
gazing after a dream
And fear to ask the unthinkable,
to say what I truly mean.

He goes out of his way
several times a week
to talk with me somehow,
even just a little peak.

Is he just being friendly
Or is friendship not what he's after
I cannot miss this chance,
Nothing would be dafter.

But what if he's not?
What if he's straight?
Will I never see him again,
could I bear such an unspeakable weight?

Would he punch me in the face,
or turn and walk away?
Would he look me in the eye,
would he have nothing to say?

Is the risk to high for love to endure,
is the taboo too deep to mention?
Are my thoughts so impure
that soon I'll face my pension?

Could I have him,
Would he have me?
Could he love me,
Do I love him?

Hoping he'll want to talk
I linger after class
but as he exits the room,
I merely let him pass.

The courage was there,
the lust was strong
I should have asked him
but maybe it's just wrong.

Thus I ponder in my bed
what we could become
And cry myself to sleep again,
finding myself numb.

Days pass and summer comes,
We part our seperate ways.
I'll see him again this fall,
I only have to count the days.

The summer days grow old
and soon the fall semester begins.
He returns once more to me,
but now he's brought a friend.

I've known her since I came
to this quiet little school.
Yet I never knew the flame that burned,
I've been such a fool.

I should have seen it coming,
his friends pressuring him so,
but the signs just flew right by,
my dreams wouldn't be let go.

He's not gay,
is all I can think of.
He's not gay,
How can he be my one true love?

Or, perhaps,
its all an elaborate scheme.
Perhaps he finally caved,
peer pressure can do such things.

Maybe I still have a chance
but of this I will never know
For he's my unrequieted love,
we were destined to be so.

I have but a year before we graduate,
each going our seperate way
and in that time, I'll find, somehow
the courage to know just what to say.

For I do not wish to be the one,
ten years down the road,
to see him with another man
and wish it wasn't so.

I must prevent a love from dying,
consumed by childish fear.
I must survive whatever comes
and shed nary a tear.

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As he walks right by me,
I reach out for his hand.
He quickly snatches away,
a hurtful reprimand.

"Aaron, please"
I begin to stammer
"It cannot be,"
His words hit like a hammer.

I stare at him acroos the room
On this, our senior year's Christmas Eve,
I long for his gentle touch,
To find the arms of which I'll never leave.

And as I stare so desperately
at his blissful face,
My eyes fill with lust,
his fill with hate.

That gentle stare across the room,
all those days ago
Made me hope of better times
but it simply wasn't so.

And as I stare across the room,
I see the flicker in his eye.
When I get home that night,
I merely wish to die.

Staring out across the room,
I realize what I've done,
I've lost the greatest love of all,
my one and only one:

A new love, My true love,
A love to transcend even gender
A new love, my true love,
my dear Aaron, oh so tender.

Yet, now he's gone
and ten years' passed
if only I had said those words,
it surely still would last.

Now I stare across the room,
it's our ten year class reunion.
I see him with another man,
from where sprung this union?

Now I stare across the room,
a tear stained on my cheek.
I wonder what could have been
if only I hadn't been weak.

A lost love, my true love,
Gone from this worldly place
A lost love, my true love,
I shall never forget his face.

I've lost all that was my life,
and am to live alone forever.
I sit and cry to myself,
hating my failed endeavor.

I stare across the empty room,
like the empty sole I bear
And dwell on the thought of him,
my lost Aaron, oh so fair.

I stare across the void
Into his oceanic eyes
I'm lost within his sole
And I slowly start to cry.

It's hopelessly obsolete
to dream of what could have been
For now I know my greatest fault
was leaving him as just a friend.

I stare at him across the room,
one last final time
And as he stares back at me,
I see our last goodbye a crime.

A lost love, a true love,
Ripped away from me.
A lost love, a true love,
Shall be the death of me.



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My one true love is passing by,
I know just what to say:
"Hey, Aaron, wait up,
D-d'you wanna hang out someday?"

It might not be much, but its the first step
On this long and amazing journey.
And I will overcome the tasks before me,
and finally win the prize of this tourney:

A new love, a true love,
A love to transcend even gender
A new love, a true love,
my dear Aaron, oh so tender.

And I stare at him across the room,
comforted by his warm bliss.
And he comes to me with eggnog,
and gently gives me a kiss.

We stand beneath the mistletoe
on this, our senior year's Christmas Eve.
In each other's arms is bliss
of which we shall never leave.

[Jay_Quessir]

The push and pull of opposites
The world of sin, the world of light.
We see the world ahead and yet fall back
And fail everyday in the same old way.
New problems, same fate…
The world is ending, yet ever unchanged.
A conflict in the heart and soul;
To go with heart, to go with virtue:
The torture of love over God,
The trade of joy and despair.
I feel my heart longing to burst free
But something holds me from the path ahead of me.
I see the dwindling ray of hope
And time becomes a noose
For if I do not go with haste,
This love I will surely lose.
Here I fall down to my knees
and curse these earthly rules.
This love of mine can never be
For opposites attracting is a mere dream of fools.