kidChink

#1. We were meant to be. This I knew the moment I set my eyes on you. Like the moon, simply plain, simply beautiful. Strangers at first. It was a mere crush. Love at first sight, maybe! I knew our fate was set, that you were the one for me. My eyes were fixed on you, trying to see if you felt the same way too. The butterflies were so active, my actions were not natural. My reactions, those were not real. #2. Your beautiful face, whenever I see you, I feel my heart start a race. I become weak for you and all sense of communication is lost. Every time you come my way, my heart begins to ram. Love and happiness take over my thoughts and for a moment all of my troubles go away. #3. As every second passes I forget a little piece of what we were, I shut my eyes hard and try to remember  the smile that made my heart feel like sun rays filtered through the blades of pine leaves and only end up with tears rolling down my dry cheeks. #4. I like me better when I'm wi...

I stood there, by the window. Watching the soft fading sun falling. Just like a vitreous fire falling to earth. Blazing in gold and quenching in vibrant purple. Looking like a beautiful painting with astounding shades of orange and beautiful hues of pink. Thoughts rushed through my mind. Why does everyone want to lose it? Why did I want to lose it? Ain't it supposed to be somewhat sacred? Why shouldn't I lose it? Either way, tonight, tomorrow or the next day I would give myself away. My father's words rang in my head. "Remember my daughter, the time has to be right for the both of you... Otherwise the moment won't be right for either of you." Was this the right time? When is this right time? "Don't be the 'other woman', the one that doesn't matter. Don't lose your virginity to some guy who doesn't care and in a way that's never great. A guy who's never there." He added. I stood there, as delicate as a lily, hopi...

As the day bled away, a dark appetite swallowed once magnificent fire, something so exquisite, burning so bright. Faded quietly into the night. Bittersweet memories of those yesterdays filled with pain and joy, paraded through my mind. Between sighs, smiles, laughter and fun. Warm hearts fluttering gently, holding each other tight. We caught moments one by one. Such simple things made splendor out of hell. Soft kisses on the neck, a caress of the cheek, holding her hand, bringing her flowers and reminding her of her beauty. Sweet tender moments stolen here and there, were responsible for the smiles we wore upon our hearts. She was my heart and I her armor. Her soft love kept me smiling as my strong touch kept her safe. It did not take dark magic and definitely not a spell. It came from our hearts and kindness laced through need. She was worth all the heartbreak and the tears I had to waste on those I once believed to be the keepers of my soul. Always knew what I needed. Gave me u...

"Can we meet today?" He said after she answered his call. No pleasantries, just straight to the point. A straight shooter this one. "I have exams." She said with finality. Lately it felt like they were just making excuses to not see each other. "The weather confuses me as do you. The way it's clear one moment then clouded the next. I can hear the pain in your voice coming from the hurt in your heart and I would really love to fix it, I just don't know where to start." "You could start by not leaving." She said. Not out loud. "Is hiding running away! I know I'm being unfair and I'm sorry, but there are just too many doubts, too many fears and you care about me, you love me and want to spend the rest of your life with me, yet the only answer I can give is, I don't know." After three years of being together, he had finally asked for her hand in marriage. Her first love. How could she have said no! Then boom! He ...

Once, I saw that I was a speck of light in the great river of light that undulates through time. I was floating with the whole human family. For a few moments I floated, completely calm and not hating having to exist. Like a crow who smells hot blood, you came flying to pull me out of the glowing stream. Turned me into someone who couldn’t take the trouble to speak. Someone who couldn’t sleep, or who did nothing but sleep, couldn’t read or call for an appointment for help. You taught me to exist without gratitude. You ruined my manners toward God. Living among blocks and cotton undershirts with snaps. I was already yours, the anti-urge, mutilator of souls. Was there anything I could do against your coming! Some people can wake every morning, open their eyes and immediately recognize something beautiful, even if it’s just the sun slobbering across the bedroom floor. Why couldn’t I? Whenever I woke, with you I still was. You clinged on, you violent shrew. You were my home, ...