Archive for the month "October, 2011"

Halloween night gives people an excuse to dress up as monsters, cover themselves with fake blood, and scare you. But monsters who dress up as people, cover themselves with beauty, and seduce you don't need an excuse.

Vol. 1 Ch. 1 P. 19

The problem is I plunge into your words heart first that I can't begin to fathom what you've just said.

Vol 1. Ch. 1 P. 18

Do you remember when we used to play with our shadows, making birds fly and dogs bark with our hands?  I miss us and our silliness. Why did we get boring?

Vol. 1 Ch. 1 P. 17

The truth doesn't always set you free; sometimes, it is the prison that keeps you from the seeing the world as it should be.

Vol. 1 Ch. 1 P. 16

You live in letters I didn't write, in words I didn't say, on roads I didn't take, and at turns I didn't make. No wonder I got lost. But wait for me; I will find my way home.

Vol. 1 Ch. 1 P. 15

You can turn back the clock, but not time. You can always return, but not stay.

Vol. 1 Ch. 1 P. 14

There is a world where parallel lines meet and asymptotic lines touch. Maybe it isn't this world, but it's out there, somewhere.

Vol. 1 Ch. 1 P. 13

An escape, then a retrospect. Some musings. More confessions. Draft. Write. But then ... Again. Hold for one more day what is asked.

Vol. 1 Ch. 1 P. 12

You told me I was a pessimist when I said, “It’s never going to happen.” What you didn’t know was I added, “Please prove me wrong,” in a whisper to the wind.

Vol. 1 Ch. 1 P. 11

I think I walked into your life too late; it's already full of everyone you've known and loved before you met me. I feel that your heart doesn't have space for anyone else anymore; I should move along. Then, I see the tiniest cracks and the littlest gaps. And I find myself seeping in, because I'm the drink of cold water and breath of fresh air you don't think you need -- but you will.

Vol. 1 Ch. 1 P. 10