Admiration of My Forgotten God

His coal hair with the golden roots flows like the wind from his own wings-his broken, torn, fallen, crooked wings that are missing feathers... I bet if he got them back, he could soar. Fly away to his haven.

Not yet have I seen his true smile. I bet it's beautiful. His skin is as cold and as soft as the morning snow.

His eyes... Oh, his eyes... They are locked.

His eyes are a dam that hold him inside of himself (but for how much longer? How much more can they take-can they hold back? When will he break?); he longs to pour out his soul. His troubles. His pain. His worries. His faults. His guilt. His sorrows. All of it. His eyes-the gates to his beaten and bruised soul-his stabbed heart-share two colors. One the vibrant emerald of green. The other a warm and calming blue as soft as the skye yet as deep as the ocean.

He stands out above all-like a god. No. He has fallen. And crashed. He is a forgotten god. The savior of the broken. The angel-no. My angel. My secret angel.

My lips will forever stay shut. I wil always keep my truth locked in my heart. Always.

He is my angel with the crooking wings. My prince with the lost crown. My knight with the torn amror. My warrior with the rusted blade. My forgotten god.

Only in my mind. Only in my heart. In my dreams is where he will be mine... It's a shame I don't dream anymore. I lay at night, listening to the songs that remind me of him; hoping I'll dream of him.

My god... Why tease me? Why dangle something so perfect before me? Something so magnificant-something so close, yet have it so far away? He's only inches from me most of the time. But my god, he's so far away. So, so far away.

When he passes by, I can barely breathe. I pretend to fall asleep in class because I sit behind him-just so I can be closer to him. His hair always smells of shampoo. But if I can tune out the world enough, I can hear his breathing and match our breaths. If only I could do the sma with our hearts.

The only reason I put up with being in school is so I can see him. Tears gently fall from my eyes when I leave.

I see the maroon lines on his arms. Little does he know, he's not the only one. Sometimes they match mine perfectly.

I'd do anything. Just to be in his arms.

He'll never notice me. I am nothing. I am the nothing of nothing. Just dust that his wings blow away. Just air his eyes see through. Nothing. Even his name is alluring.

Kaleb Yamashita.

Just saying his name sends shivers down my spine and brings tears to my eyes. Makes my wrists tingle and causes sadness. It's a warm sadness.

How could I possivly miss something that was never mine to begin with?

I want to hol dhim. Let him cry. I want him to hold me. Alas, how can a god ever be withs eomth ing as low as a slave-even if he is a forgotten god?

"Open your wings evil angel. Fly over me evil angel. Why can't I breathe evil angel?"
-Breaking Benjamin; Evil Angel

"Surround me. It's easy to fall apart completely."
-Breaking Benjamin; Until the End

"So here we are; fighting and trying to hide these scares. I'll be home tonight. Take a breath and softly say goodbye. A lonely road; one I should try to walk alone. I'll be home tonght. Take a breath and sofly say goodbye."
-Breaking Benjamin; Here We Are

"Now I know that I can't make you stay, but where's your heart? But where's your heart? And I know, there's nothing I can say to change that part."
-My Chemical Romance; Famous Last Words

"So many bright lights that cast a shadow. But can I speak? Well is it hard understanding; I'm incomplete. A life that's so demanding; I get so weak."
-My Chemical Romacne; Famous Last Words

"Can you see? My eyes are shining bright 'cause I'm out here on the other side of a jet black hotel mirror. And I'm so weak. Is it hard understanding; I'm incomplete."
-My Chemical Romacne; Famous Last Word

"How can I see, I see you lying-'Cause I see you lying next to me. How can I see, I see you lying-With words I thought I'd never speak. How can I see, I see you lying-Awake and unafraid. How can I see, I see you lying-Asleep or dead?"
-My Chemical Romance; Famous Last Words

"It's just like him to wonder off in the evergreen park; slowly searching for any sign of the ones he used to love. He says he's got nothing left to live for. He says he's got nothing left. And this time, I think you'll know. You're not alone. There is more to this, I know. You will make it out. You will live to tell."
-Saosin; You're Not Alone

"Until the day I die, I'll spill my heart for you, for you."
-Story of the Year; Until the Day I Die

They remind me of him...

To make matters worse; we have summer classes together. Just seeing him makes my heart shatter, my spine shiver, and my wrists tingle to their breaking point of pain. It brings tears to my eyes. It hurts so much to be near him; to see him; to event hing about him. But it'd hurt much more if I couldn't see him.

This is what Sayuri had to say about Kaleb. <3 She wrote it all down on a piece of paper she intended on burning later on in the day (probably as soon as she got home) during summer school. She's there because she chose to be.

As you can see and or slash tell, she has fallen (and crashed) madly and deeply in love with Kaleb.

But he almost doesn't even know who she is.

She admires him. <3

DO NOT STEEL.

Sayuri is my OC, and Kaleb is :iconxxx-hellish-one-xxx:'s OC. (from DA)
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FFFFFFF.

I have had to start over this thing like, four different times to make it just right (probably more) because DA is being a stupid hat and when I try to edit it and I click the button, NOTHING CHANGES. D:<

Ugh. I've been working on this for like... AN HOUR. xDDD With getting it just right. The words I've had and kept and loved since like, five this morning when I wrote it all. But trying to fix the italics and getting the artist's comments just right. Fuck. Having OCD is a drag. xD

THAT-AND...

I searched through the bottom half of my playlist to see what songs reminded me of how she would feel about him in this situation. The bottom half of my playlist alone has about an hour and a half (if not more) worth of music.

FFFFFFFFF.

:iconffffawesomeplz:

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