Anabelle

something so foreign

something so near and dear to my heart

i know it inside and out

like the back of my hand

i know what makes it tick

i know the proper way of doing things

i know the punishments

and i know the rewards

though the rewards can easily be punishments

dont ask me how

we sleep to waste the day away

i read

learn

grow

flourish

deprive

and love

every second of it...

with half of my heart

and according to a famous man,

"half of my heart wont do"