Snow (Short Story)
The sky was an indistinguishable wash of off-white, the kind my laundry always seemed to come out despite any application of bleach. The cold was bitter enough to make me glad of the sweater I had thrown on, but no more than that. Snowflakes filtered down to the damp ground to make pools of water and wetness, and yet clung to the stark black of my coat like excerpts from the night sky. The sound...
Sometimes, I breathe, Sometimes, I laugh, Sometimes, I stall, Sometimes, I question allowing myself to fall. Sometimes, I smile, Sometimes, I blush, Sometimes, I think we’re rushing too much. Sometimes, I feel, Sometimes, I worry about this unshakable zeal. Sometimes, is nothing compared to all the times I love you. For making it real.
The more familiar two people become, the more the language they speak together...– Alain de Botton, On Love. (via kayleyhyde)
Them's Fighting Words (Dear SOMEONE)
This was written over two years ago :) Enjoy me getting mad. —— You crossed the line. I’ve been holding on to this for a while now, and I just want to say how pissed off I am. You’ll never see it, and I will thankfully never have to look at you again if I don’t want to, but here’s the thing. Very few people can piss me off to this degree. You should have...
What Is Love (Musing)
This isn’t finished, but … enjoy :) —- Sometime in 2007/8 —- Love … to me, it means the base energy in everything. But I believe love is also the willingness to live FOR someone. Giving away your life is an easy enough sacrifice. Its so easy to say “I’d take a bullet for you”. But, to be willing to LIVE for them, if something terrible...
To Mend A Broken Heart (Poem)
There are no words to express the sadness that creeps over my heart Nor is there any way to find when this pain had its start. Here you seem to be broken and shattered, A soft whisper slipping out about the heart of yours that is battered. You claim that you knew, but how much faith did you have in that? Obviously even that did not lessen the impact. I worry for you, even though I have no...
Through It All (Poem)
Through it all, Truth reigns supreme, Marking every soul that reflects its gleam. To what do we call, in our time of need? Certainly not to each other, ignorant in our greed. Still, there is hope for those few who are kind, For true friendship in others like us is there for us to find. Truth shines down, reflected through love And we bask in its glow from above. Laughing we call to our...
The Challenge (Poem)
No. Not now, not then, not ever. No! I simply will not take this. Never. NO! You have no power. I HAVE CONTROL! No! Back off. I’m NOT frightened. Heads will not roll … No. Not for your strength, not for your sneers. You have no right. No … Is what I should have said, as I think it over tonight.
Present Day (Reflection)
When I started this blog, I did so with the intention that anything directly relevant to my life would be typed up and saved for later posting, in order to ensure nothing on here was personal at the current moment in time. Recently, though, you may have noticed my last post was very fresh. I did say that such a time would come, when I would begin to post things that matter to me in the present,...
At that exact moment, I stared into the eyes of the most incredible guy in the world. And that feeling overcame me, as if often does in tales, of complete and pure emotion. For one instant, all the passion in the world was embodied in that single glance. And were it not for the presence of many other people, perhaps something would have happened. But in a way I’m glad it didn’t, for...
Bits of poetry, fragments of words. You inspire more out of me than you’ve...– Arramel Syn
Eventually you come to a point in your life, when you want something. You have a desire so uncontrollable, that it ends up permeating everything you attempt to do. Errant thoughts in your mind will whisper of this thing at inopportune moments. You’ll find yourself gazing off at nothing, simply because the images and events your mind indulges in are too absorbing for reality to really...
Forget to Forgive (Dear Unknown)
Dear Unknown, Well, I’m here again. Covering pages in ink in hopes I might figure something out. I actually have quite a bit to discuss with you. I can’t even figure out where to start though. The beginning seems childish and tiresome, but discussing what’s on my my immediate mind would needlessly connect it to my last time writing you. Well, beginning it is. He cross the line....
Someone told me that I was a hero once. That I was one of the most selfless people they know. I disagree. I’m no hero! I’m not selfless, I actually have a lot of selfISH moments. But, I think that perhaps heroes are not the people who are completely selfless, but instead the ones who, when faced with a choice, cannot refuse someone help. Its not that they’re perfect or...
Illusion (Dear Unknown)
Here comes the sappy reflections of the girl I used to be. Its the next in the series. Dear Unknown, I’ve fallen in love. Really. Like, true, complete, world-changing love, fully equipped with soft, tender and romantic moments as well as raw, passionate and almost anamalistic need. I feel as if I’ve fallen into one of those sappy romance novels I used to turn my nose up at so...