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Our LoveOur love became that old and twisted rose bush
In the back of our garden
I never realised it until today
We became bitter, we didnt flower any more
We left it there for years past its worth
Perhaps we felt it wasnt quite dead
Whatever the weeds were underneath
Today you ripped them up and started again.
I cannot wait until next year
I want to see things bloom.
After the lights - Reno Axel***SPOILER WARNING!!***
Strange thing dying and being blank and hollow. Stranger still was the realisation that some part of me had survived, to suddenly realise that even though I had given up what I felt was every essence of my being that I had not. Perhaps the mere memory that Roxas and Sora had for me had somehow recreated me, after I dissipated and returned to the World that never Was. I didn't believe I had a heart until it came to the point where I died and I guess I had gone back to being Nobody.
I heard him calling but I don't remember why, or how it happened. I fell to something solid; I know it now as a floor. Yeah weird stuff li
TomorrowI heard you today, it wasn't that much but after four years of not speaking, it was good. It felt, well it felt like home again. You don't see me anymore I believe. I don't see you ever; I think maybe you might have today.
Why is it our house had to have so many bloody rooms? And just what about the kids nursery doesn't feel right? He will no longer go in there. Says someone is watching him. Who? WE have no one else. You made sure of that when you made everyone so fucking guilty for coming to visit, you being pissed, you shouting at me in front of them.
Remember when the kids hid under the bed because we shouted till three in the morning? T
Goodnight Enigmatic SongShe was the song you hear and, at first blush, don't like.
Well, you don't know how you feel about it so you keep listening in an attempt to discover how exactly you feel and then you reach the end of the song and you realize, you don't like it; you love it.
That was Grace.
She was my coworker and she was my friend.
We carpooled together, I drove and she slept most of the way.
"Don't get much sleep at night, do you?" I asked her, catching those drooping lids mid-descent.
She looked out the window streaked with rain; it spoke in percussive touches filling the car with quiet overcast conversation.
I felt the warmth of her smile in the corner of my eye. The blur of her hand reached at the window to feel the cold of the droplets.
"When I was a girl, I used to race these. I thought it was funny the fat ones always won," she giggled and I imagined her as a little girl in the passenger seat then, legs too short to reach so kicking, and hair messed in the bac
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