Loopholes

A/N: Odd title, because I'm not really good at he. Err, just enjoy and review!

There are too many loopholes to count, in this cruel, jagged world.

People jump through them like the air itself, and yet some of us stumble and fall; we aren't cut out for the fast paced world you live in.

I try to catch up to you, I honestly do. But by the time I push aside all the loops you've jumped through, you're gone.

So I stand lost, and caught in a sea of chaos. Wishing, hoping, praying you'll wait for me to be ready.

But you don't; I didn't really expect you to. You bound away from me and I cry. I cry silent, invisible tears that only I can feel.

I'm tired of all the loops and holes you jump through, and its time I found my own.

I laugh a sick laugh to my beautiful loophole.

I love the texture, the feel, of my very own loophole.

I savor the color, the smell, the very taste, and decide that it's high enough. It's far enough away to jump through, but close enough to reach.

The squeak of my shower startled me; the sounds of stifled sobs were what my ears were used to.

.the water soaks my skin and I'm ready.

So, I love you, and I always have. I always will.

And the rope fits.