June 2009
1 post
Stacy.
“Why don’t you come over to my place?” Stacy said.
It’s been three years. Three years of a distant but solid acquaintance. We were 12 when I first laid eyes on her. She is tall and lean, always poised and graceful. Her ballerina stance never seems to have left her. Freckles peppered her shoulders until the arch of her back, but her long wavy blonde hair draped gracefully...
April 2009
4 posts
03.
He said I love you She looked away He said I need you She met his gaze He said I want you She couldn’t say the same So she ran away Is this the greatest story ever told? It breaks your heart Oh doesn’t it break your heart? So why is this the greatest story ever told? Because it happened to me and it happened to you And we all wish it didn’t But that’s the best we can get...
“And by the way, everything in life is writable if you have the outgoing guts to...”
– Syliva Plath
02; Unconventional.
She looked into his eyes. Oh how vulnerable he made her feel. She can feel the sweat trickling down her back. She has practiced this a dozen of times in front of the mirror and yet her mind is a complete vacuum. Where are the words? Where?
“Are you alright?” he asks.
She nods.
His gaze pierces right through her. The first time he acknowledged her was one sunny afternoon while she...
01.
I open my eyes and I can hear you calling out my name. In the darkness, your voice resonates. Where are you? I try to follow the sound but the blackness never ends. I start to gasp for air, it starts to get hot and confined. Where am I? I don’t know how I got into this place but I know you need me. You need me to save you.
Until I saw the light.
I can hear your voice still but it was...