YabbaDabba Posted August 21, 2007 Share Posted August 21, 2007 I wrote this when I was in high school. I just read it earlier today, and all that teenage angst came flooding back, lol. Thought I'd post it here. I suppose, that night you cried, I died a little. Lived much more. Though, not because of your tissue-thin fragility-- more for the truths I found within myself. I saw you there, half-swallowed by uninterrupted moonlight. Made myself deaf to the sounds, the unsteady sounds, of your breathing. I was glad--a sickly sort of jubilance-- at the sight of your tears. For me it meant we were the same, you and I. No longer separated by the concrete fortress of luck, beauty, money. Or happiness. No, you came to me to find a light amidst your darkness... Came to someone as lost as you. The cynical smile settled over me like a shroud, even as my face remained unmoved. You reached in the stillness to find my hand. Squeezed. Breathed aloud. I didn't move. Just welcomed you, silently, to where I'd always been. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
SanSerif Posted August 21, 2007 Share Posted August 21, 2007 That is incredible writing. Do you have anything else you're proud of you could share? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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