thatboynextdoor

so this. being my first entry, will forever be lost in the void of cyber-space... sick with a minor flu, and a major love... i had to come home sick from work today, i just couldn't stand up anymore. but theres something about her voice that just picks me up again. so now im looking out a black window, and im wondering what to write... staring out the darkend window, to peer into the light, when up is down and turned around, when nothing seems quite right, i look to you in all i do, the savior of my heart to tell a soul theirs nothing left is something common place but telling one to keep along shows more than common grace if