Exactly who you were
Long before we 'met'
So you think
I would have realized
To build a home with you
Was in essence
Me forging a prison
Of my own creation. JD
*Life In A Cell*
#PrisonOfMyOwnCreation #FebruaryFields #WritingPrompts
I took to writing again,
spilling molecules of language
onto a page, onto a screen,
using my hands to craft
the sentences because
my mouth could never do so.
I took to reading again,
soaking fiction (or is it lies?)
from a page into my eyes
to fester into my brain,
a tumour of escapism.
I miss you again,
but I miss
what you could have been to me,
not what you were.
Never what we were.
"Hoy es un buen día para morir", le mencionaba a su amigo que estaba al lado y que lo había acompañado todo la velada...
Ya estaba listo, su espada lista para ser desenvainada, mente afilada y nervios forjados le habían mostrado ya que su amigo más preciado lo traicionaría, hace mucho tiempo había dejado apegos y palabras vacías, ya no confiaba en los "te quiero", en la palabra "amigo", ya solo creía lo que la realidad y su espada le mostraban...
Y al terminar su frase y su cigarro supo qué tenía que hacer... Sacó su arma y terminó con el único amigo que le quedaba, el último que lo vendió por algunas monedas... Ya no le quedaba otros opción más que terminar como había empezado, un asesino si...
Saw you after 6 months.. but you know what it felt like you were never away.. missing you is the toughest part but the love is worth the longing..
That hug after months which speaks of the sense of completeness and care is worth the distance we share.. Happy 39 months of togetherness.. it's only coz of you that we have came such a long way and yet to go far.. just keep loving me the way you do..
Ohh no no I don’t miss your hands,
They are way to cute and commendable (yuck)....
And not for one second I hanker for your fiery eyes,
They are too large and engulfing...
What I yearn for is that aroma of yours,
Which in a hug crawls from nose to heart quietly to give mind a hit of serenity.....
DEAR BEST FRIEND,
I DON'T REMEMBER THE EXACT TIMING OR THE DATE THAT WE BECAME FRIENDS OR
TO BE MORE SPECIFIC FROM BEING STRANGER TO GET TO KNOW EACH OTHER..
WE LIVED IN SAME BUILDING,STAYED AT SAME FLOOR. AND THUS THAT WAS THE TIME
I AM PRETTY SURE YOU WON’T EVEN REMEMBER THE FIRST TIME I RODE WITH YOU IN
BUT DON’T WORRY I DO..
I REMEMBER YOU MOM CAME TO MY HOUSE TO ASK MY UNCLE AND AUNT IF I CAN GO
WITH YOU AS YOU HAVE TO DRIVE ALONE…
YOU BEING IN CLASS 8 AND ME IN 7 THAT'S ALL I REMEMBER..
I WITHOUT EVEN ASKING YOU IF YOU LEARNT TO DRIVE BEFORE OR KNOW TO
STILL.. I CAME WITH YOU…
I GUESS IT WAS PLANNED THAT WAY…
THE TRUST THING...I NEVER THO...
A month and I’ve already committed for a lifetime of laughter, sadness, anger, tease, obsession, pain, sorrow, cry, longingness, desperation, lust ....
company, commitment, trust, faith, happiness, love....
just to be touched and cared with love by someone.... someone mine...
I’ve failed at love 💕
So many, many times.
I’ve been the victim
Of many crimes.
I’m no longer sure
I can trust again
That there is for me
An honest love & friend.
You are my reasons
To be the best I can be
And that is enough.
*Reasons For Being*
No rose can overcome your aroma,
No chocolate can taste sweeter than your touch,
No teddy can withhold innocence as you do,
No promise is as efficacious as our relation,
No hug is as close as our hearts,
No kiss can be more desirable than you,
No valentine is not what I need to tell you how much I love you...
Já não te escrevo há algum tempo. Tenho andado retraída, são muitas coisas a acontecerem no mesmo período de tempo em que todas as outras acontecem, mas que fazem esse tempo parecer muito mais extenso, muito maior. Se fores tu a mandar no tempo, por favor pede-lhe que ele passe rápido mas sem ter que passar por cima de mim sem que eu me aperceba. Se falares com o tempo, pede-lhe para que mesmo que não ande de relógio, me vá dizendo mentalmente quantos minutos se passaram desde aquele momento. Desde que te foste embora o tempo tende a passar excessivamente rápido e, não era hábito sem ti. Não me habituei q que obtemos passasse sem ti, e assim tão rápido a trazer tantas coisas boas sem te ter p...
Everything changes after few days! There will be an end for your sorrow, a solution to your issue and you will get an answer to your questions...
Then you feel like the climate which is just after the tornado or tsunami....
Then others opinion doesn’t matter...
You feel empty...
Your thoughts are shallow
And you keep thinking what has happened all this while...
Then just remember even this time will pass like the other ......
Nothing and no one is ever gonna stay still......
Precious art consumes my mind
Look, don't touch
I fill my pains with the thin lines
Look, don't touch
Fingers ache to embrace thine
Look, don't touch
I glance at you and begin to pine
Look, don't touch
You fill this space but are not mine
It is times like this when she makes me realize I have the right person as my right hand. I would never ask for more from being the support I need when I’m at my lowest, to being the one to cheer me on when I’m at my highest. She will be the one who will be there for all my future memories. The one who will probably have a picture for just about anything. Someone I can trust with my kids if anything were to happen to me.
She is my best friend. I absolutely love her with my entire heart and soul. Even though she may not love my decisions or ways of handling things, she still my backbone for it all. She loves me and I can’t imagine life without her, we got 3 more months til our 1 year BestFr...
Bribes are still On
Either this way or that
Am I getting more rich,
Or it's just a way to fill the gap!!
Bcz You are not there.
Doremon knows, what nobita wants
Master knows, what Dobby wants
How come you don't know!!
How you haven't informed me your arrival?!
Gifts can please me, but missing a chance shatters me..
I know, I am grown up
I should react the way,
Bcz you are not there.
But how can I react with you that way!!
How come I behave mature?!!
M still a baby, which needs
Attention, Pampering, Scolding
All I want is just You,,❣️❣️
Saelyn’s loneliness absolved a lengthy paranoia, triggering poisonus thoughts through his veins as he sat upright contemplating the ghostly image within his sight.
The corners of his eyes tremors slightly, a senseless feat that went unnoticed by Saelyn. He found his shadow more haunting than the depression reflected within the mirror.
Living Between Worlds #1
Skylark Challenge #177
Words: Letter, Fresh, Story, Sweet
He's the postal guy,
going nowhere so
fresh and early....
Wearing a haunted look
under this uniform with
the sweet smell of bubble gum
spotted brown hair.
Dusk adds romance to these days
And who would harbor a dark story
in a world of shadows
shaped such as these?
A woman awaits a letter at the post office
in his stained shirt
smelling of another,
bringing it to her.
Let the sea swallow
all the words
that have broken
between my teeth
and you have not heard them
Let the sun tell you
that the light is still by your side
Let the wind take
and give it to you
Let the clouds
as if my arms
have never left you
Let the moon tell you
that grief is not without luster
Let the stars tell you
that every night
I use their ink
to write about
in my presence
Let the sky cry today
on the melody of lamentation
Let the sand tell you
that the number
of my "I miss you"
is as its numbers. -Maya
Yes I have tasted death
Yes, I felt the time running like sand between my fingers
Yes, I felt every "I miss you" that left with the wind.
Yes, I picked up some of your memories and put them next to my pillow
Yes, I saw the first sunrise from the time that the Lord took you to heaven.
Yes, I realized that every word of you was a farewell wrapped in a smile that does not leave my mind.
Yes I'm here, trying to find you in every book I read and in all the pages of my life cause I'm still that girl who answered that call with a heart denies your death
Yes I still remember when I fell on my knees on the footsteps of my tears.
Yes, I still remember you, and even more when I close my eyes, I see ...