“…So fresh and green, little sprout, some day you’ll grow and spread about…”
You are a lie, beautiful fall, a taunting lie. Surely we fall in your presence. We fall down to the bitterness of winter, blanketed in icy cold; the unthawed hearts, we freeze to death. For this is your poison, Autumn, you are our fall dressed in kindly colors.
I am always this far from even my lovers: outside of their psyche and never able to enter it. Estranged by the limitations of even our souls.
Originally posted on Popp!nTalk:
There is most definitely a bag of Twix and M&Ms and snickers downstairs right next to a bag filled with starburst and skittles and whatnot, that I have ABSOLUTELY been eating since October 29th. If you were wondering, the bags are almost gone- (but most of it was the trick…
We leave these little coffee shops and bookstores with an ache in our hearts. We whisper farewells to the lands it holds within, as we walk out the many-times-repaired door, awaiting the day we can come back again.
I try to find you in another, I search among mankind, but you are imaginary and none were made for me.
Thus, I will trek this journey of pain…
Why would I want to live unless it were in my dreams, and why would I want to breathe unless it were the air of hope and beauty?
“You will be so thankful when you find the one who will share with you the cherishing of one another’s souls.”
E finally makes a difficult decision, leaving both she and V to recalculate their moves.
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