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Dearest Sunshine

Anne — Sun, 01 May 2011 17:44:29 +0000

good morning my dear sunshine
i see you woke up at daybreak
and now it is finnaly daytime
last night i dreamnt about heartbreak

i dreamt that i couldn’t see you anymore
that dark clouds were covering your eyes
you were hiding behind a sober decour
with too many wheres and too many whys

and your smile was gone too behind the rubble
your beautiful blonde hair was chopped
but i still went through all that trouble
even though my heart nearly dropped

now that the dream is over i can see you are here
and we can continue our day just fine together
we can start dancing in the warm atmosphere
not caring at all about the weather

but i wish my nightmare was instead a dream
so i could hold your hand and feel you near
bathing in delinght in your warm studded rays
but that could never ever happen, i fear

for i am down here and you are up there
and i am weak whilest you hold your head high
and your beauty is amazing, i can’t help but stare
when you decide to reach for the sky

my heart is beating for you, only for you
and if you’re not there, it’s hard to breathe
but according to you, our love can’t go through
what will i do if my heart will turn cobalt blue

‘dearest, you know what i feel about you,
you know that i love you from all my heart
but its this twisted spell that i can’t undo
so this is why we have to be… apart

i wish i was human so i could be with you now
so i could hold your hand and feel you near
watch you blossom just for me and to see how
we bocome inseparable, my dear

i want to be human, your knight in shining armour
but all this is out of my reach, i dont have the power
if i could change, you have my word that i would
being split between world is having me devoured’

i know dear sunshine thats why i got to run away
but just far enough so you won’t see or hear me sing
i know you will miss me but anymore i can’t stay
i’d do better chasing the nights that you bring

i know you will be watching over me
reminding me that no matter what will happen
you’ll leave instructions if i have difficulty to breathe
and you’ll brighten up my day when it will happen

‘but i can’t stand to see you run away
so unpack all the things you left by the door
i won’t go anywhere just please stay
please, pick them off the floor’

i can’t do that, its a straighjacket feeling
and its something much worse than being alone
it would be much easier if you could peak through the celing
so you could make me forget the cold

‘but i’m shining as bright as i can to fill this ancient sky
and maybe i’m feeling down because you want to leave’
as he said, a few tears rolled out of his golden eyes
i think it means he’s wearing his heart on his sleeves…

my dear sunshine it kills me to say
although i love you and you love me too
i can’t watch you stand there another day
withought you beside me, i dont know what to do

‘one thing i’ll say before i will go back up there
no matter what without me you must try to resist
remember that i love you and remember that i care
but from now on for you i wont exist’

he moved away in his solitary sky
fading away from me and all of my hope
i called him back but he just said godbye
i shouted i love you, he smiled but he couldnt cope

i began to cry but he didnt dry up my tears
like he did since i fell in love with him
i tried to reach out but i fell on my knees
what was i going to do without him

and now each day at his beauty i stare
i miss his warm touch and his velvet voice
and i wish so badly that he wasn’t up there
i wish he was real but he isht and i have no choice

it breaks my heart but its better off this way
he is up in his world, i’m here in my own
i am sure i’ll find my own sunshine some day
and although he is loney up there i hope he’s not alone…

B in Originality

Anne — Mon, 07 Feb 2011 19:02:30 +0000

I have thought about it whilest “reading” some photos from a facebook page. And there were roughly 30 of these so called photos, or messages; and ironicly enough they all were sending the same message: “I’m sorry, I need you, I love you, but if you want to move on don’t forget about me”. So why post them for everyone to see? The people who made them had a reason, those where their true feelings. Why copy them? Oh, because you feel the same.. yeah feel the same with your words not theirs. Do you like getting a B in originality?

Not to mention that me mentioning this gives me a C… Which reminds me of someone… and the fact that I once did the same things. I used to find these everywhere and without even searching too far. I would just found exactly what I “felt” and show it to everyone. Did it matter? No. Did he notice? Maybe. Was it important? No. Words, words, words were needed. Those could have changed something… They did eventually but that will be another post.

Seasons

Anne — Tue, 01 Feb 2011 13:11:39 +0000

What is your favorite season?
Why do people ask that? And I always answer that I don’t have a favorite season. And it’s the truth because I don’t have one…
Winter… yes winter is wonderful. It’s splendid when it’s snowing and when all the snow settles down at night; then when you wake up you find all tons of snow just waiting to be made into snowballs or snowmen. But then there’s the bitter heart-freezing cold that can cut you into pieces, just like the truth can sometimes. The slipping and sliding on the ice, all the clothes stacked, all the gloves, scarfs and boots. I’m sick of them, they’re too many and it’s too much to bare!
Spring is gorgeous when all the flowers bloom. When the sun warms the ground and is just lovely to take a stroll down the boulevard, or the park. But then there’s rain and it’s cold…
Summer could be the best of them all! The weather is lovely, the sun sets late, clothing items covering so little. But then the heat is unbareable and suffocating and you can’t even breathe properly!
Autumn draws a stage for the season to come, and leaves start fallin off, later to be picked by todlers for school projects. The sun is still warm but the day gets shorter and shorter then rain crawls in, bringing the cold with it…
So my favorite season? All and none…

Arrow Kid

Anne — Mon, 31 Jan 2011 20:57:01 +0000

Arrow kid runs, destruction’s in his eyes
He feels he’s going out of his mind
His feul is burning with no sound
Like carosine his footsteps burn ground
He’s dressed to kill but he’s getting cold
And he’s walking on a one way road
Picking up the pace, he’s walikg fast
He’s overwhelmed but he won’t collapse
Just like a black cat he can escape
Running again, he’s back in the chase
Chopped up sentences and weary smiles
He’s built for speed with his diamond eyes

Arrow kid runs, destruction’s in his eyes
He feels he’s going out of his mind
His feul is burning with no sound
But he’s got her in mind so he’ll stay round
His mind is ticking like a cheap clock
The pieces are there but they don’t work
His life is in flames just like before
Like other times when he walked out the door
And there’s no one who seems to notice
that he’s a bomb and he can’t change this
choking on distorted points of view
there’s no place more he could go to

Arrow kid runs, destruction’s in his eyes
He feels he’s going out of his mind
His feul is burning with no sound
Like carosine his footsteps burn ground
Dressed to kill but he’s getting cold
And he’s walking on a one way road
Picking up the pace, he’s walikg fast
He reached her door, time to make it last

I’m done!

Anne — Thu, 13 Jan 2011 20:40:18 +0000

“Don’t do that!” “Hurry up!” “Why wont you do that?” “Go over there, don’t just stand here waiting!”
Well you bloody do that and hurry up! Why wont you bloody do it? You go over there and you dont just stand there! I’ve had enough, you know. I’m sick of the yelling and I’m sick of being told off. It’s like no matter what I do, it’s just not good enough anymore. Well, I reached my limit. I had enought. Take me as I am or don’t take me at all. You’re free to go, I wont stop you; the door is just over there. I’m tired. I’ll be sitting here if you need me. And if you dont, then fuck off! I’m done!

Duvet World

Anne — Sun, 09 Jan 2011 19:29:56 +0000

She was sitting with the duvet cover her head, crossed-legged, smiling. But she was smiling to no one because only she was under the covers. And she didn’t move at all, she just waited.
The duvet was suddenly moved, and a head popped in her small tiny world that laid on top of the bed. ‘Can I join you?’
‘Nope, it’s my world.’ she hook her head.
‘Please?’ he said dragging himself so that he was inches from her.
‘No.’ she said pulling a face. But he didn’t know that she had created that small world just for them…

Pieces

Anne — Wed, 05 Jan 2011 20:14:40 +0000

In the dresser beside the desk, she stored the memory of his embrace.
On the desk beneath the window, she kept a photo of his smile.
Over the window next to her bed, she draped the minutes she had stolen.
And under the bed behind the door, she hid the heart she was given.

2

Anne — Wed, 29 Dec 2010 08:14:48 +0000

2 moooonths ^^ <3

Dialogue

Anne — Sun, 26 Dec 2010 13:37:29 +0000

Felling low today? Depresion?
Depresion? No, I am certain it’s not one of those.
So what is it?
How should I know?
We’ll… you’re feeling it, not me…
I know I am… but I can’t explain what I’m feeling exactly. It’s like something is wrong but I can’t figure out what.
And why are you scanning your desktop screen?
Because he could sign in…
And what if he doesn’t?
Tough luck then…
Stop doing that.
Doing what? I’m just waiting…
You’re fidling. Wha’t that you’re fidling with?
You mean this? It’s a note from him… I am reading it, maybe it hasa another meaning.
For?
I dunno, what I’m going through maybe.
Good luck with that. But I think there’s nothing more than the words you see there.
Thanks, maybe you’re right.
No problem, I’m here to help you.
I know you are, but only he can help me.
But he’s not here , is he?
No…
See?
See what?
Nevermind.

Christmas

Anne — Fri, 24 Dec 2010 12:38:43 +0000

Christmas is here! <3