renewal.
is that hello?
most of the time i am running. through empty woods, noisy concerts, rain soaked pavements. but i am running because that ultimate goal is freedom. how can i explain that it is still here? you cannot fix me to a chair and hope that i will not bolt because i see it in your eyes. i'm a runner, leaving everything behind is so refreshing because i keep everything alien to me. there is no starting again.
"but i'm staying fixed for you"
i can't make you see that. or feel that. but i am. i don't want to let go of your hands. those arms? they are not suffocating, they are warm like city lights, like happiness.
-blinking, i re-adjust myself and feel your warmth and watch those lips that love me, that sleeping face that adores me.
who could run away from this?
Author notes
for days i've been screaming about how i want to write something that means something to me. writing used to be everything to me and i used to spend a lot of time on here, but for about a year and bit i've just struggled with writing and it makes me so sad.
today, inspired, i managed to write something that means something to me. not the best but i feel positive in getting the ball rolling. when i was younger and in relationships they never lasted because i was so scared of being held down that i broke them off. now i'm in one with a guy from my past and i think it's pretty self explanitory.
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and it's the best i've read hunnie, and you can just tell by the first bit of it that it means a lot to you as well, even before i read your authors notes. i was wondering what happend to you, my twiny-star! we had so much in common i miss our talks
i hope life is finding you well, and don't ever give up writing, even if you don't write for 10 years still keep that spark of inspiration within you k? promise!? <3
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thank youuu
makes me smile reading that.
i've been reading over your new stuff btw, i'm so lazy when it comes to commenting! but i do miss you & will always keep popping back on here. and i shall try to keep that inspiration <33
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wow, you're absolutely amazing.
I don't know what to say other than that - but I'm sooo glad that you favorited me so then I could get a chance to read some of your stuff.
I love the thought in this - it's really comforting, in a sense. it's also just so identifiable. I'm not sure how to explain it, other than I absolutely adore this.
definitely adding you to my favorites! (:
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awh thank you! i read a couple of you stuff & i liked, i will comment but i'm just lazy atm
<3
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I remember when I first joined this site I could sometimes post five poems a day. I was on here all the time. But then I just stopped coming on as much. It's been like that ever since. I don't come on to post as much or comment. it frustrates me because I can't write like I did four or five years ago. I'm a better writer but it doesn't come gushing through me anymore. ugh.
anywho.
"i can't make you see that. or feel that. but i am. i don't want to let go of your hands. those arms? they are not suffocating, they are warm like city lights, like happiness."
-I loved those lines. it reminded me of my dreams last night. they kept waking me up but they were so warm due to certain loving relationships I had in them... which was the strange part but it was so warm and refreshing that I woke up and was upset to end the dreams because they made me so happy. ugh but whatever.
xxx
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OFMG i know how you feeeeeeel! i now pronounce you my new mother
*huggles for ever*
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come to the bosom of love *huggles*
[I don't know, I guess when mothers hug their children, they always squeeze the child's face against their chest. hahaha]
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