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Dream

"I want to sleep for the rest of my days, because in my dreams is the only place where I have you alone for me and with me; where your love belongs to me and only me."

He held her cold hands, with the intention of heating them as he wore them slowly towards his face. Seeing the confusion in his gaze, he clarified.

"Do not confuse, my beautiful lady, dream forever and dying, then, I do not want to die, but neither live without you, then I will allow myself to dream."

She opened her mouth slightly to refute, but no complaint came out. He continued to extend his idea, in a more delicate, almost ironic tone if it was compared to the message.

"And if I were dying, we both know that your purity will take you to a clear paradise, instead, me, perverse and broken, I deserve a darker destination, if it exists. Rotound irony, as I'm separated from the love of my life, even in death."

original work, I think I'm projecting haha

¿Alguien tiene ideas de historias cortas o mini fanfics? Quiero practicar mi escritura,que llevo casi un año sin escribir nada jaja. (la imagen no es una captura mia ah, pero Chopper es muy bonito jaja)

Currently working on a short story about two people who dated back in college meeting up to talk over coffee after losing contact for a few years. Things ended badly between the two and one of them is hoping to discuss things to finally get closure, but sometimes things just aren’t that simple.

Dappled sunlight streams through the trees. The filtered light warms the skin I bare to nature, clothes haphazardly shed and forgotten, a bread crumb trail leading to the blue lake. Wading into the water, I wash away the dirt and sweat dried to my skin- cleansing away my sins better than any baptism could ever hope to achieve.

- salvation.

help how does one go about starting to write on here i need advice

I hate to say it but English really is so fun

Words to describe facial expressions

Absent: preoccupied 

Agonized: as if in pain or tormented

Alluring: attractive, in the sense of arousing desire

Appealing: attractive, in the sense of encouraging goodwill and/or interest

Beatific: blissful

Black: angry or sad, or hostile

Bleak: hopeless

Blinking: surprise, or lack of concern

Blithe: carefree, lighthearted, or heedlessly indifferent

Brooding: anxious and gloomy

Bug eyed: frightened or surprised

Chagrined: humiliated or disappointed

Cheeky: cocky, insolent

Cheerless: sad

Choleric: hot-tempered, irate

Darkly: with depressed or malevolent feelings

Deadpan: expressionless, to conceal emotion or heighten humor

Despondent: depressed or discouraged

Doleful: sad or afflicted

Dour: stern or obstinate

Dreamy: distracted by daydreaming or fantasizing

Ecstatic: delighted or entranced

Faint: cowardly, weak, or barely perceptible

Fixed: concentrated or immobile

Gazing: staring intently

Glancing: staring briefly as if curious but evasive

Glazed: expressionless due to fatigue or confusion

Grim: fatalistic or pessimistic

Grave: serious, expressing emotion due to loss or sadness

Haunted: frightened, worried, or guilty

Hopeless: depressed by a lack of encouragement or optimism

Hostile: aggressively angry, intimidating, or resistant

Hunted: tense as if worried about pursuit

Jeering: insulting or mocking

Languid: lazy or weak

Leering: sexually suggestive

Mild: easygoing

Mischievous: annoyingly or maliciously playful

Pained: affected with discomfort or pain

Peering: with curiosity or suspicion

Peeved: annoyed

Pleading: seeking apology or assistance

Quizzical: questioning or confused

Radiant: bright, happy

Sanguine: bloodthirsty, confident

Sardonic: mocking

Sour: unpleasant

Sullen: resentful

Vacant: blank or stupid looking

Wan: pale, sickly

Wary: cautious or cunning

Wide eyed: frightened or surprised

Withering: devastating

Wrathful: indignant or vengeful

Wry: twisted or crooked to express cleverness or a dark or ironic feeling

I don't want my touch to go unnoticed. I want it to shake your existence, to make your skin shiver and your body tremble, to set your blood boiling inside your veins. And if that's not the case, you'd better stay away from me.

Even my keyboard stayed faithful to the memory of you so how could you expect me to erase you from my heart, when you're the one who made me realize I even had one? I loved you in the most desperate way, and for what? To end up more desperate than I ever was. In this love, losing became my companion. I saw my soul leaving my body just to reach yours, but you were always out of reach like singing to a deaf corpse. You never understood my language. So imagine how lonely it felt to be in love with you.

I reread your letters some lines so powerful they made me weep like a child. I placed one of them in the cover of my phone, letting everyone see it. It was my only proof, my test, to know whether what we had was real or just in my head. I needed people to ask me about you, just so I could prove to myself that you truly existed... before disappearing like an autumn leaf.

I know it's late to be asking for things,

because in my heart you've never left, even though you did.

Don't blame the ink for the blood we shed,

or our souls for the devotion they gave.

Could you walk through me and enjoy your mess?

Everything that was burned will never ever bloom.

I’ve been blaming the mind for staying awake during our dreams, but oh God, seeing him after being gone is another form of compensation. He was here, touching me and staring deeply at me. For a fleeting moment, I could be with him, and what a pleasure it was to be with the one I love the most. Then I was forced to return to this dimension, where he is no longer here. I woke up with the feeling that a part of me is missing... please bring him back..

It's so similar to the last grain of grape you ate in the last day of summer before they slowly fade away, Fall comes afterwards, bringing an abundance of mandarins to replace the memory of the missed fruits, life goes on once again, and I came to a profound realization, perhaps life is composed of many goodbyes, it harshly teaches us the art of letting go, whether through dying or smiling, we take the damn lesson..

I saw a crazy guy on the street.. for a fleeting moment I found myself pitying him.. then after a while.. I wondered if he might pity us as well... the fact that we consider ourselves superior only because we are aware of our existence is crazy enough.. it's like someone who is so proud of having nerves throughout his body..unaware that those nerves are the reason he experiences significant pain from the start.. how pathetic !

And God whispered in my ear, "How long is it going to take you to surrender to my rules?" With dignity and pride, I responded, "Your possession of the rules doesn’t mean our submission to them. You really have to let us go." This time, He didn’t whisper; He spoke in my own voice and said loudly, "Wake up, little girl. You’ve fallen into the trap again. You’re way too smart." But this time, the truth invaded my spirit. I could feel it coursing through my veins:"I am you, while you are me " . A sudden thunder erupted. I’m right..I’m nobody.

There's no way you can convince me I'm just a mere human with flesh and bones. I keep staring at this body, feeling homesick for another place where this soul belongs. It was never fair to confine a physical object with so many emotions, especially with an immense soul...It's so suffocating to realize that our own body is actually the real coffin.

For me you can't be a writer if you don't have the courage to say out loud the truth no matter how ugly it may appear.

This deep silence never failed to excite me, I'd go calm and hear countless fireworks exploding inside me, for me this is my home, it exists in me and would never leave me alone, life happened and had caused brutal chaos, like any child, I ran away expecting to find my home in someone else, I wished to belong where I was only supposed to be loved, that greedy soul was insanely thirsty that she consumed more than she could ever offer, so again, they had threw her away to finally realize how homeless she was from the beginning, the claws of the truth never let its deer to run away, it will haunt you to your grave with no mercy, so instead of running, this time I faced it as a brave warrior, and I accepted to swallow all of it. This obscurity doesn't frighten the shit of me, we both are so similar to each other, I'd stare at the abyss and I'd see a reflection of my body, if you ever believed that the notion of colors doesn't exist, you will turn blind but at least awake for eternity.

They mention your name, unaware of its superpower over my existence, my cold features didn't reflect how burned I am from the inside, I smiled instead of weeping, my arrogance self couldn't be shattered by a name, yet I let the shadow of yours devour me, I kept running away but as an immortal curse.. it grabbed my hand gently and took me back to you.. but where the hell are you ?

It's not as if I wished to come back, because in reality I've never left in the first place, and I'm not even sure if you still carry my memory inside your heart, I keep wondering if what I did gave you much freedom or grief, the both possibilities would eventually take me out of your life, however, this soul is immortal, and we have enough time to fix what was broken.

A silly personality mixed with a little bit of darkness is so damn attractive... it's as if you deceived the entire universe and said " Yes I know how heavy it is to exist but I choose to shine even brighter and enjoy this life to the fullest, as long as I breathe no one is taking that out of me "

Sometimes I open my arms to the immense pain and I let it devour my soul...

It wildly screams into your face..however you turn your face away, letting the fire blows up everything, you are getting so indifferent until it becomes so hard to care.. you are quite but yet so unexpected... they try hardly to define who you are.. but as an explained theory..you remain undefined.. the chaos doesn't frighten you anymore.. you once went through it and survived its dust as heroes won battles in the ancient Rome.. there's something so intimidating about you.. the way you are intelligent scars the shit of them..