Friday 4 September 2009

Quite a pickle.

Who would you choose?

The man who loves you or the man that you love?

(the love is one-sided in both cases)

Wednesday 2 September 2009

The saddest day in my life

The dreamer looked down and saw that the cloud where he oncerested his head was no where to be found. He discovered the thin air wasn't as loyal as the cloud. As he went down, he saw it all. Everything he had and everything he thought, wanted and expected. They drifted further until they were just a speck in the distance.

He could feel the ground getting closer. He knew it wouldn't be soon before he hit the ground. The fall was hard. It paralyzed him for a couple moments. Laying there, he looked up at his home... His eyes filled up, he blinked making the tears rush out and race down his cheeks.

He, then put a suit on and went to work.

You will never be my dear...

You with your indecisiveness.
Me with my imagination.
Who were we kidding?