Since
the 9th year of 2000
Since
the beginning of the end
Nothing
has churned up such a storm
Nothing
has ever taken his form
Eyes of Fire
in a Soul of Water
Burning
her up.
It is anything but easy for her to describe the feeling of his voice. As they met in a place no one else belonged. As they were drinking in the stars hanging off the cliff and talking about pain. As she sang him her song , and he gently kissed her on her cheeks. On the same cheeks she had been slapped for expressing unconditional love. His smile made hiding from the world worth it.
After that night, everything seems like a rush. A rush of running, of breathing, of holding, of not knowing but still believing, of not feeling but still giving.
He touched her in places she never knew she still possessed.
His ever changing presence, ever moving soul made of the element which let everything touch it and make it as it pleased, seemed calm some days and stormy on other days. But she knew, that when they just Were, there was a tranquility nothing could surpass.
She never wanted to take the place of the one who belonged to his Being.
She knew she never could.
The world in which they met is shutting itself now.
It will not thrive if only she wants it to.
He needs it to want it to.
She cannot stand him in pain and she would do anything to ease it.
He doesn't recognize her anymore.
He has trampled on the little world they had once built under the stars.
Why doesn't he see how that world will exist in their eyes always?
Why doesn't he see that her arms are always wide open for him?
Why does he doubt her sanctity after how much she has let him crush her fears?
She was always looking at him through a glass, and he sometimes did look back at her.
Crash. Burn.
She is sitting in the ashes waiting. Writing a letter wish them. Playing with them. Trying to find him.
Hoping their love, like the Phoenix will come alive.
Hoping he believes her.
Hoping she loses her fear in him.
Until then she dreams.
Dreams of the starry night
The kiss
and the Sukoon in his arms...
the 9th year of 2000
Since
the beginning of the end
Nothing
has churned up such a storm
Nothing
has ever taken his form
Eyes of Fire
in a Soul of Water
Burning
her up.
It is anything but easy for her to describe the feeling of his voice. As they met in a place no one else belonged. As they were drinking in the stars hanging off the cliff and talking about pain. As she sang him her song , and he gently kissed her on her cheeks. On the same cheeks she had been slapped for expressing unconditional love. His smile made hiding from the world worth it.
After that night, everything seems like a rush. A rush of running, of breathing, of holding, of not knowing but still believing, of not feeling but still giving.
He touched her in places she never knew she still possessed.
His ever changing presence, ever moving soul made of the element which let everything touch it and make it as it pleased, seemed calm some days and stormy on other days. But she knew, that when they just Were, there was a tranquility nothing could surpass.
She never wanted to take the place of the one who belonged to his Being.
She knew she never could.
The world in which they met is shutting itself now.
It will not thrive if only she wants it to.
He needs it to want it to.
She cannot stand him in pain and she would do anything to ease it.
He doesn't recognize her anymore.
He has trampled on the little world they had once built under the stars.
Why doesn't he see how that world will exist in their eyes always?
Why doesn't he see that her arms are always wide open for him?
Why does he doubt her sanctity after how much she has let him crush her fears?
She was always looking at him through a glass, and he sometimes did look back at her.
Crash. Burn.
She is sitting in the ashes waiting. Writing a letter wish them. Playing with them. Trying to find him.
Hoping their love, like the Phoenix will come alive.
Hoping he believes her.
Hoping she loses her fear in him.
Until then she dreams.
Dreams of the starry night
The kiss
and the Sukoon in his arms...
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