This is a product created when combining creative writing, me and the song known as ‘Fireflies’ as sung and performed by Owl City. A little nonsense that was made on the fly, the reason, I may never know as to why I done this.

i lay and stare at the ceiling, wandering what other things the lid can trap

         things like memories are one, but others are more subtle and hid

Turn once to the right and look down to my beautiful Shayna

               A beauty i found one morning

when i found myself lost in the new city I just moved too.

 Luckily, she was there for me and not some ugly things

               like thugs and other things that would harm me

I smile to myself.

     a wandering mind would always find some trouble

I found Shayna because of

it.

                                 At some points in our

Relationship

                                  I would

buy her something so she would remember me

                                   Not some other exes that might plague her mind

I look at the ceiling again

         It captured us and our love. Corny, yes, true, of course.

Studying the ceiling, I notice it had the coloration of my fur:

                                     Grey

                          White

 Black.

I smile as I

            Picture myself trying to blend in with the ceiling

                             and pouncing on

Shayna

                                                       and hug and kiss and tell her

I love you.

                        Nothing has ever made me more happy than Shayna.

Corny, yes.

True, of course.

             Fireflies can be caught

                          underneath the ceiling too

               to conserve the light that the bugs can give off.

                                                            along with the soft glow, there can be the dreams that

we dream and soar through.

                                                                                             Shayna

says that i could be a writer.

                                                                                             I joke back with:

I can write, but it’ll only be about you

                                                  her possible reply might be

HahAha! yeah, and it better be good.

                                                         I know she loves me

She knows I love her.

                                                                                 If she were to make a wish like, “I wish I can live as long as Zac loves me,” i’ll guarantee that she will live forever.

My smile broadens. I now know I’m crazy for her. Just about as crazy as a snow leopard might be. The feral kind. The hungry, feral kind. The rabid, hungry feral kind of snow leopard when it spots food.

Though, I wouldn’t kill my food. I’d love it.

I stare back to my Shayna. Her fur, a tannish red, looks luminous. The moon makes her look more peaceful than she already is. Not that she isn’t always in pain or anything. She always looks peaceful when she sleeps.

I close my eyes and enjoy the moment. Me being twenty must be the reason to the happiness. Most of my life had been a bit rough (say, dysfunctional family and school problems) and me being able to become the mate of a beautiful, if not slightly intimidating, woman? This has to be at least one in a million.

                                 I love you

you love me

                                                     we’d soon make a family

I sigh and look back up at the ceiling.

                        It caught me

                                                                       It caught Shayna

 it catches families

                                                                                                                        it covers problems

                                        it keeps the fireflies in

the kids dreams

                                  hopes

                                                          ambitions

                                                                                   love

                           and a

 whole                                                           other world

                                     they can conjure up

without letting anything like the nasty rain get inside and ruining them.

I notice I’m getting drowsy.

Meh, insomnia is a bitch. At least Shayna distracts me.

Before I knew it, I fell asleep, knowing that my life was going to be happy one.

I know, I know. How does a song like Fireflies do with love? I may as well just put it like this: the song is about that nice feeling before falling asleep. In my opinion, the feeling is almost magical. Anyways, I also need to work on my ‘ending a story’ skills, so please bear with me. Now, raven out!