Monday, November 30, 2009

Sunday, November 22, 2009

Dear Anybody,

I don't know how i feel...
My mind feels like it's in a big crowd. Full of loud noises and full of difference. I'm trying to find my way out but I might be a while..It might take some time.

Tuesday, November 17, 2009

Friday, November 13, 2009

Reality

You are gone. I feel empty. A hollow pit within my stomache. It feels like a savage animal as come along and ripped a part of me away. I feel different. A feeling i have not felt before. I've never seen you cry. It felt like a thousand bricks piled up on my chest at the sight of your tears. Each time you wrapped your arms around me i knew the hold had to end, so i struggled to pull myself away. I could feel my tears all wet on the tip of your nose, I could feel your hands wipe my tears, i could feel your hand cupping my cheek. From the start, I knew this was going to be the result. But I'd rather deal with the emotional pain then not having you as a part of my life. You are a person that i cannont and will not lose. You brought me joy, you brought me laughter and thats something i am ever so grateful for. Today, I got to trace around your smooth lips. I got to feel your lips against mine, for the very last time.. This is it. From today it's no longer us, it's just me and you. I have to learn the reality of this.

Tuesday, November 10, 2009

Goodmorning Darling

I lay there with beads of sweat on my collarbones. The hot morning sun is shining onto the bed through the near by dusty window. I can hear the birds chirping as the new day begins while they rest in the tree tops. One leg is over my warm white sheet. My head is nicley nestled in my pillow. I feel everything, i see everything, i hear everything. I can hear him breathing, so peaceful. One hand is on his moist chest. I can feel his heart beat. It's beautiful. I know he's awake. I can feel his fingertips trace lines across my bare stomach. My toes scrunch up. My eyes are now shut. He gently traces his index finger across the tender skin just under my breast. His delicate touch disappears. He grabs my hand and intwines his fingers between mine. My eyes are now adjusting to the light but the first thing i see is his eyes looking right back at me.

Tuesday, October 27, 2009

Delicate



Just trace your finger across the tattered spine, close your eyes and feel the mysteries of what its pages will reveal.

Monday, October 26, 2009

Eye to eye..I think not.

So today on this wintery day during spring I was thinking about connections between two human beings. This topic came to me during my single period of maths with my psychological disturbed teacher. The reason to why I believe people have relationship problems, friendship problems, family problems, any kind of argument, disagreement or fight for that matter is because each person sees things on a different level of conciseness.