To My Dearly Ex-BelovedMy dearly ex-beloved,I wonder if you know how much Ive changed. I wonder if you, too, have changed. Do you remember when I last called you? It was fall, four years ago, I believe. Have you thought of me since? I imagine it would be difficult to have completely forgotten me, unless you somehow got rid of everything I ever gave you. Still, as someone with so many roots, someone who never left the one town you call your home, it must be hard to not think of me as you again travel the paths you and I had always walked through with our hands (and lives) intertwined.Remember that one day just the two of us walked up and down Paix Road? Ne
Midnight BladesWith moonlight's whispering,dew drops are glistening.Grass─they are listening!
Wordspill: Childhood DreamsWordspill.--She was telling me a story, a sotry about a dream. I hear her talking about how shes screaming as her father carries her to another room. She says that in her dream, it wasnt her, meaning that she wasnt in her own body when it was happening. She didnt explain; I dont really think she needed to, though now I kind of wonder. She tells me that the dream comes in flashes of clear images. Shes not in a body but shes just floating in the air, being nothing, really. Shes just a ghost, watching herself with her father. She hears screams, she tells me, more horrendou
MisgrowthWalls grew between you and meand stand where walls should not be.In early days long ago,we simply let the truth flowbetween us and just fly free.I trust you; you trusted me.I tell you, I am sorry,but you lost faith, and don't know. Walls grewbetween us and you can't seemy side of this long story.I still try to show you, though.I truly am not your foe.War, this does not have to be. Still, walls grew.
Very.. VERY impressive.
KUDOS TO YOU!