∆∆∆GHOST.
GhOst.
gHoS. GHOST.
GhOst.
gHoSt.

GHOST.
GhOst.

gHoSt.GHOST.
GhOst.

gHoSt.GHOST.
GhOst.

gHoSt.
GHOST.
GhOst.

gHoSt.

GHOST.
GhOst.

gHoSt.



∆∆∆
GHOST.



everywhere I look.
but, never, ever, does it consume
me
or fuel the fire
which powers
who
iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii
am


Hmm, and anyone who sees it differently offends me deeply.
And depresses me greatly.
And will turn me into a...

GHOST.

Only, it's nice...to have some TIME.
Some time to explore the things I tend to neglect.
Or tend to stumble into.
Because we're young.
Because we're bold.
And youth is wasted on the young.

tongue
stun
gun.






Ahhhhh, your eyes reveal much more than what you could say.
Body Langauge.
Timing.
And...a clear or bold head.

I saw a little taste of the vibe I was looking for.
but, again, a fleeting moment.
A gHoSt of a feeling.

Today Males, Heidi, Brad, James, and I played with sparklers at Heidi's apartment.
It was a struggle simply to get them outside, but an excusable struggle, the influence of that green herb we all SeeM to LovE so much makes you MELT.
However, a space captain never lets his cadets down. Outside we went.

It was a struggle to even light them.
Only one Bic was present. Sharing was quite difficult.
Especially when B's went off while all our hands were directly in his line of FIRE.
M ran over and lit his up off off B's outgoing sparks.
H used her Bic to get her's off
I took her's and got mine off.

And lastly J lit his.

We danced in the sparks of our wands:
as if we knew that this was a moment
were we could be simple
were we could dance
under the moonlight
and shower each other with
chemical miracles
if
we
wanted
TILL THE END OF



time.

And then one of those moments happened.
You know the ones.
∆∆∆


I step up and yell "AVADA KEDAVRA" in jest.
Giggles giggles
M steps up and shouts "EXPELLIARMUS"


∆∆∆
Time ceased, why would it care about this moment?
Time appreciates profoundness.

Time granted me a gift.
it SlOwEd DoWn.

It let me experience the moment fully.
Watching the tip of M's Sparkler fly off the wand.
The ball of light, flaming with crackling light and sparks,
Illuminate our faces as it curved around me and landed with a flourish
in
the
GRA§§





˚Perfect˚

How

could I ever forget

a moment like that?

I'm not the best friend you could have.
But I'm no where near the worst.
And that is my truth.