Short Stories, FTW !

One restless night I flipped on the television and scanned the channels looking for something dull to coax me into sleep. My insomnia was relentless. After a few short clicks, I landed on an infomercial for old love songs. Watching the songlist scroll by, it brought the memories of Him back.

It was an unforgettable New Years. It was the year I became alive. I was eighteen, I was freshly single and I had a brand new soul.

Our relationship was everything it should have been, almost as if our time together was meant for a novel. Many long nights spent vying for eachothers heart through the computer screen lead to all signs that I would soon be falling for him, that I would love every part of him. Days spent with him and nights wishing for more days were all that occupied my time. We would stay up at night laughing and singing along to those old songs. In those moments there was nothing I wouldve wanted more than just be with him. In those moments, love had come charging in through moderately priced box sets of classic love tunes. Love had found us.

Being in his arms were some of the happiest times I've ever had. I would look right into his eyes and be enchanted forever. Being with him changed me. His trust, his love and his supported removed me from this world and sent me soaring into the clouds. He lifted me higher, made me stronger.

Unfortunately all good things come to an end. We grew distant and tired. The clouds turned into fog and the spell was broken. I'll never forget the sorrow in his eyes and the apathy in his tears. Heartbroken, I watched him disappear into the night. That was the day I turned off the light on my first true love.

I smile now and remember how he stood by me and protected me in more ways than one. I take with me the lessons and the bittersweet memories we gave eachother. Its impossible to sum up 2 years of pure love, love at it's finest, but if there was one way to do it, a cheesy love song infomercial would definetly suffice.

EMo DRiBBLE !

I am very aware that my last post ended off with a "catch me on a brighter side" kinda of deal but eff that! I was in Indigo the oher day killing time like most people do and while sipping on my latte, I decided to peel back the layers to my emotional breakdown. I could not be more clear about this: I AM NO DEPRESSED! Just like everyone else in this trashcan world, I have crumby days too. Mind you, my crumminess falls of the same tough cookie almost every week BUT STILL , I just write this crap to get it off my heart and outta my mind.

Here is my sad little latte piece :


Too many times, I hang high my shield preparing for Life's rough battle. The days grow long and the casualties are many. To give up the fight would be to surrender my soul and spend eternity seeking something more. To outlast this war is only to quicken the hast of another one sure to set in. It never stops.

I am tired. I am longing for self worth. The discovery of meaningful smiles and the sweet victory of mending hearts.

Tears now transformed into words heed faulty advice and sting the tongue with bitterness.

I pray to forfeit courage. I live to see the moon. I cry only for the time lost believing that there will be better tomorrows. I am lost with no care to be found.