see wall

  • a person with perfect vision: oh my god! it'd be so! cool! to like see through walls! x-ray vision! heat-sensory vision, too!
  • me, who has worn glasses since the age of six and is 97% legally blind: all i to be able to know if that's anastasia the lost princess of russia, an australian wombat, or a ceiling fan...

Held In my embrace;
I can only see you black hair,
Your eyes are searching,
Tearing away to find what?

You only see this wall or
That wall!
A wall between us that neither
You or me have built.

In my hand a hammer;
In yours a spirit,
Levelling out our future.
The hammer has your name engraved
Upon it.

I batter and claw down the wall,
Brick by brick revealing your face;
Your face a sunrise.
Your heart a beating drum,
Or is that mine.

The last few bricks don’t seem,
To me, to be so high.
The last few bricks seem to be
All you see and higher than a mountain.

The wall will come down
The wall will come down
The wall will come down
The wall will come down

Your hammer gives me strength and

The wall will come down.


My HSJ calendar came in today! And in perfect time as the 1st card starts with today’s date. The 1st few pictures are of the unboxing. Loved opening it and seeing everything. The wall calendar is super cool too. Just need to find a spot on my wall for it, as it starts on Sat. The cards with the birthdays give you a choice of the member who’s birthday it is, or of the whole group. Keito is one of my babes, so I have just him for the week. I’ll try and post a card every week. I’m just happy it came in on time!!

Monday 8:27am
I woke up with you on my mind.
You called me babe last night —
my heart is still pounding.

Tuesday 10:53pm
Today I realized we won’t work.
What we are is hurting her.
And I think she matters more to me than you do.

Wednesday 11:52pm
I broke things off with you today.
She barely said a word.
I’ve never regretted anything more than this.

Thursday 4:03pm
I shouldn’t have sent that message.
You shouldn’t have been so okay with receiving it.

Friday 9:57pm
I almost messaged you today.
I didn’t.

Saturday 8:49pm
I’m walking around town in search of alcohol.
They say that liquor numbs the pain of having a broken heart.
I want to put that to the test.

Sunday 2:32am
I heard you texted a girl you’ve never spoken to before.
I wonder if it’s because you’re trying to replace me.
I can’t help but wish you weren’t.
I thought I was irreplaceable.

—  a week with you on my mind, c.j.n.