a puddle of OUCH.

Tjedza's picture

( originally titled: losing the one i loved)

Slowly I move my hand up to her face to wipe away a tear, I’m trembling as I watch my life crashing before me. As she lifts her head to look up at me, a drowsy numbness plagues her visage, I fix my gaze upon a flood of questions pouring down from her eyes.
“I’m tired.

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Jopurdy's picture

Oh my god. Okay, I don't want

Oh my god. Okay, I don't want to exaggerate at all here, so I'm going to do my best, but that has got to be--one of the most beautiful things I have ever read in my life. I am far beyond impressed. That was amazingly good. Do you write very much? If you don't, you should seriously consider it. Talent like yours is rare. Very rare. Bravo.

If it's a sin to love you
Then in hell i'd rather be
Opposed to living a life with people
In heaven looking down on me

Tjedza's picture

wow thanks- hmm i was afraid

wow thanks- hmm i was afraid it was a little incoherent, but thats just fantastic that you think so...
umm thanks

i'm so flattered!
i dont write often- i was only inspired to do so by my ex.
there are many chunks of truth in that essay.

so long as one presents a fine face in church, what matters it that ones soul rots from within?

niks121997's picture

...

I wanted to cry while reading this entry, and I've been told that writing that moves people is good writing. Seriously, it was beautiful.

"Love is when it hurts this much."

Haunting could be the right word.

"All that we see or seem is but a dream within a dream."