I'm not really a writer as much as I am a romantic. I look back on moments, which have passed me by, like movie scenes, like something you would read in a book or see crudely painted on the walls of a burnt down factory. When I touch other people, I feel them as intensely as any emotion running through my veins. I listen to songs like I'm looking for the perfect soundtrack for my life, to a person, to a season, to a memory. I carry all these things inside me so that no one else can notice. They hold me down like an anchor, trying to drown me out at sea. My stories write themselves as easily as words join together when I'm in love. I am no longer afraid, because it finally dawned upon me that my heart cannot break, for it wasn't even whole to start with.
He runs back through the fire. He knows there's nothing left to say, and that he's probably chasing the mid-night train, even though it's too late. Yet he runs through the scorching maze with unparallel speed. He does not feel anything, for he has long lost his sensation for pain and anguish. He finds her amid mountains of ash, barely flickering with life. A tiny fraction of her soul remains, bound by the love they used to hold for one another. Just as he was ready to carry her home, she lets loose a sigh of disbelief and evaporates into smoke. As always, he has come too late to save the ones he loves. As always the boy who said forever, didn't even make it through the day.
He runs back through the fire. He knows there's nothing left to say, and that he's probably chasing the mid-night train, even though it's too late. Yet he runs through the scorching maze with unparallel speed. He does not feel anything, for he has long lost his sensation for pain and anguish. He finds her amid mountains of ash, barely flickering with life. A tiny fraction of her soul remains, bound by the love they used to hold for one another. Just as he was ready to carry her home, she lets loose a sigh of disbelief and evaporates into smoke. As always, he has come too late to save the ones he loves. As always the boy who said forever, didn't even make it through the day.
