over par.

you know i want to write.. so much.

i know she wants to write.

i know she wants me to write.

so, yeh.

look around yr room, don't you see a kind of link.

like, say, the balled up sock in the corner, the other of which you've never seen in living history.

and the old, Old OLD Beatles tape that just sits on top of the player, the kind of thing that yr only gonna TRY to play on a hot Sunday.

the unfinished salad on the edge of the bed.

the rusted wine goblet that you love so much, and have stood up for it when everyone wanted to throw it out.

the set of novels that have just been given to you, and you've been told they're good, but you KNOW yr never gna read them.

all these things kind of look to you, stare at you.

the things that you try to USE when yr writing shit.

or when yr sitting infront of the door, staring in space.

the creepy vibes of the goblet, the tape reminding you of a much simpler time, when people believed in free love.

the sock, significant, reminding you of the amount of football you used to play after you'd finish yr homework, when you were in seventh grade.

my room is creepy.

yes it is.

i love you arshiya.

*~*

pick yr poison.

Nobody Died.

Hello, she said, I miss you quite terribly. Far away, right here, it's how I see you, you'll probably be in tears.
Sigh, would thee believe? I plead. And now at this time, when you lie, silent.
Do you hear it, that's me.
Flowers and wine, thy ship sails without any water. Can't keep it together, would you learn?
A thousand miles. And still we smile.
Isn't that the way?

-Sarvar.

The windows to my life, I see thee in the corner.

Standing, thy hair glows.

The sunlight, you that shined.

Off yr hair, you enlighten my night.

You there, standing looking pretty.

Yr the longview I can't wait to have.

The light, thou is.

.x

Saccharine.

Imperfect x.

Have fought, have lost.

Flipped 180, his life did. The fallen hero.

Fallen, the last comrade.

Smiled, as the heavens whispered. Come hither, brother, it's done.

Point proved, no one moved. All in vain.

Content, he surrendered his mortal self.

Forget me not, true believers.

The hunger ends, for how long.

There I go, playing star again.

x.

Saccharine.

Fanastia Finesse.

A wildflower still grows on the side of the road.
x.

Carefree travel, back in time.

To a place we never been. Something, that has always deluded us, our ways.

The original myth, just darker.

Older.

To a land, hostile, yet inviting.

Seductive, even.

A preserved memory, to the hereafter. Soothingly, seemingly, the final escape.

The dream that won't wash away, won't clear.

Starry nights, we deserve more.

Even so, just as much, adore.

God bless the dead road.

The path to ignored, blessed, infinity.

Of feeling content, at last.

And then came thee.

x.

existing deep in time.

Chasing cars.
x.

Fashioned me into what I am today.
Like a searchlight, coursing all through. Reflecting the revulsions.
Constructing in time.
Fortunate enough to reveal me to myself.
Factually, actually, we do lie close.
Still searching, and still satisfied, yet unsatisfied.
Of the warmth thats shared.
Only when you're heard, like poison.
Stay calm, olde friende.

Our time runs out.
x.

Blacklist.

And many a times, lonely and alone, I wish.
I wish there was a song, that touched me as you did. That made me feel, waht it was like, having you.
A song that told my story, explained it to me.
Why yould it have happened, what was the reason.?
If it wasn't destiny, could it have been this good.?
What if this was better than destiny.
It doesn't only happen in movies.
The song, I know, will begin from you.
End in you.
Every line would be just a part of the tribute I'd give to you.
Thankyou, thankyou.
If I ever write the story of my life, it'd be all about you.
Love, innocent and young..We.
Like a morning sun.
Why do I keep doing it all over again, even when I know the end.?
You made me live a lifetime.
You weren't my star, you were my constellation.
Now yr a weakness, not a strength.
Binding me down, but it feels so right.
Hurting me, sweetly.
Killing me, softly.
My Wonderwall turned agianst me, keeping me in.
And this is how you remind me.
I deserved better, you knew better.
you'll always exist, what'll happen next.?
Nothingness.End.
It won't go back to that time, even if you came back.
And now I know, the song I want.
Doesn't exist, because it should not.
This cannot be explained.
And I'm glad it happened, coz I know how to live, no matter what.
You've got to move on, nothing else matters.
Maybe I will too.