Every time you walk away or run away.
You take a piece of me with you there.

Oh, it seems I'm walking right to your door,
With my heart still resting, looking for something more.
Are you ever going to see everything you mean to me?
I'm trying really hard to believe.

Nothing feels right when left here on my own.
Left last night,
It seemed like way too long.
Are you ever going to see everything you mean to me?

I can't say that I know what love is,
but I know what Satchi is.
To say perfect would be horrendously cliche.
It does seems like love is just that though.
horrendously cliche.
the butterflies, the knots, the whole concept of cloud nine just..
wasn't for me?
but damn,
every time that girl walks in the door
I stop breathing.
there's a game she likes to play.
every once in a while when she gathers us all together.
Never Have I Ever.
she always loses, because there isn't much Satchi hasn't done.
never have I ever, had these feelings for anyone.
never have I ever, felt so vulnerable before.
never have I ever, wanted someone so badly.
never have I ever...
told you how often I'm thinking about you.
never have I ever...
let my gaze linger too long when we're together.
never have I ever...
been in so much pain before.
it's like I'm banging my head against a brick wall.
except at least that's something I could stop doing.
never have I ever, been such a typical angsty teenage boy.
is that what love makes people?
typical?
or is that just what tragedy makes you.
well then,
isn't this tragic?
~~~~~
     There was a noise outside the front door and it suddenly burst open. My apartment was small to begin with, but when Satchi walked in it was like nothing dared over take her existence. She hadn't changed, she never does. But every time I see her, it's like seeing her for the first time.
     Before Satchi even knew who I was, years ago, I can clearly remember what it was like walking past her. My eyes always focused on her instinctively. My breathe slipped from me, and my mind became fogged. Imagines of my desires would over-whelm me. For one second, she had me paralyzed.
    My first thoughts I've always pushed aside. They're filled with 'i love you''s and 'i missed you''s, "Will there ever be a day you don't try to make an entrance?"
    She smiles. "Darling, all i make are entrances."
    Every once and awhile this sort of thing happens. While she's in between adventures, and antics and boyfriends, she crashes on my couch and graces me with her attention for a day or two. It only ever lasts long enough so that I can always remember how in love with her I am.
    Satchi always called herself a hopeless romantic. We would watch these movies together and she would gush about how she wanted that. How she wanted a boy that wanted her. Was it so hard for her to see me? See this boy, Taisuke, transparent as I've always been. Is this as much as I'm ever going to get? You'll forever have my heart, and I'll forever be alone. Is this is?

The part where I love you too much?