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Monday, December 5, 2011

Like you like an arsonist.


"She was a compulsive talker. He knew that by now. But for him it was still amazing - and disturbing - to hear her verbally spinning out of control, like some errantly thrown football that started off in one direction, then spiraled away from its target as if it had a mind of its own. Her conversations were like creatures she brought to life only to have them run amok, destroying everything in their path. Now and forever, she could not shutup.

Not him, though. There was a disturbing calmness about him. Cause she'd never heard silence quite this loud."

1 comment:

  1. Sometimes we all say things in the heat of the moment that we don't mean to say, yet we regret them later on; fact being we might hurt someone, or scare them in the process, or be showing a side which was unknown to you yourself..
    Yet if something can be said and for what its worth, that actions speak louder than words, and emotional intoxication is not hard to indulge in.. just that sometimes you might take a trip down that dark alley rather than walking along good old sunny lane.

    It's not always rainbows and butterflies
    It's compromise that moves us along
    My heart is full, and my door's always open
    You can come anytime you want.
    And yet getting singed by the flame of love doesn't sound bad at all, and sometimes you purposely want to feel the pains involved in the process.

    Love hurts...
    But sometimes it's a good hurt
    And it feels like I'm alive...
    Love sings,
    When it transcends the bad things.
    Have a heart and try me,
    'cause without love I won't survive..

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