Wednesday, October 19, 2011

360 degrees

When did life passed so quickly? Everything was stable yesterday and today it took a 360 degrees lap and I can't find my way back to the way things were before. Mostly everybody I know is slowly going away, and now I have new people surrounding me; people I don't know well yet - strangers after all.

It's tiring have to start everything for the zero mark.  Making new friends, trying not to let go of the old ones that escape trough my fingers day by day... Some people say it's how life is, you can't keep everybody you know (and care about) close to you forever; no matter how hard you'd wish for that. 

But we can't sit down and cry, thinking 'what if...?'. No more 'what if..' this, 'what if...' that. Things are the way they are now, and there isn't really much I can do to change them, not anymore. All I can do is spend a little more time travelling by bus or metro, making calls, texting and organizing meetings and evenings out, so at least a few things remain more or less unchanged.

But in the end, if they're really true friends, somehow we'll get to keep them in our lives; because the true ones, are the ones that stay.

[dedicated to my true friends: hope you stay with me forever]
Growing up by Andie Maars


[and is almost unnecessary to say that the title of the photo is a link to my Deviant page :D]

Wednesday, October 5, 2011

Far Way

One day a person came and talked to me, I didn’t know who it was or what we were going to talk about, and yet I said ok. We talked for a while and felt a connection between us. The next day, another person came and did the same thing and whit ought a doubt we became friends instantly just like what happened the day before.

The days went past and the three of us meet more and more people and made more friendships, just like the kids we were. Then it passed a year, two, three and four until the day that one of them chooses to move. I was sad because I wasn’t told about that decision and for a while I ignored her, yet the same connection that made us became friends in the beginning didn’t let me abandon her even if we didn’t saw as often as before.

Another year past by and my other friend and I choose different directions and we also moved to achieve our dreams. Well right now the three of us are best friends for so many years, even if we are apart, the two of them live close to each other and I am a little far away. Even if we all talk to each other we don’t see as often as we used too and to tell the trued that affects me somehow because we are so close and yet so far away.

Lily Mead Mein

Tuesday, October 4, 2011

"I remember you"

I felt the weight of the eyelids on my eyes and I fell asleep again.

And he comes back before my eyes, his hand still extended in front of me, the same mute invitation waiting for me. This time I don’t wait, I don’t hesitate, don’t linger to travel the short distance that separates us and grab his hand, arm, grab it all in my embrace and whisper in his ear that I love him and will never leave him, never again. I kiss every surface of his bare skin I can reach, trying to retain as much of him in me. Because, even if he can't go back, this way I can take some of him with me, that it will be forever etched in my mind. And in the midst of this frenzy, I notice that I don’t understand this love that unites us and consumes us, which revolves us and then return us back finally to each other's arms to later break the embrace once more. As a vicious cycle that never stops and kills me slowly. But soon I sweep this idea off my mind when I realize that he’s finally with me, really there with me. That there, in that dream, he is no longer a lifeless body lying asleep in a hospital bed; it’s Life, it’s my life that returns to me. And at that moment I feel more alive than ever, filled with energy that springs from my every pore; maybe this might be what they call complete happiness. Again I look into his eyes, those big green eyes that always smile, trying to retain them in detail in my memory. I notice that during all that time I kept uttering the same words over and over. "I love you." Also noticed that he still said nothing. He merely looked at me with a smile on the lips and on the eyes - those big green eyes that always smile. And I look at him for what seems an eternity, and still not get tired of looking; I will never get tired of looking at him. Finally, he takes a deep breath and whispers something to me: "I remember you".
 ~Andie Fern Maars

Hey people!  (if there's anyone)Here's another piece of that story of mine. I prefer this one over the other two I already posted*, but it was too detailed to cut short  and also too big for a poem. Enjoy and let me know what you think.  (:
[And it's totally and completely fictional, nothing related to me nor my life, so you know.]

*if you haven't read them yet, here's the links "Irrational Fear" , "Dream" and the new one: "Irreplaceable. Gone"