Tuesday, March 1, 2011

Time passes; even when it seems impossible.
I can feel the season slowly coming to a close.
But it scares me at times; the ticking of the clock.
It whispers our moving on;
Growing farther apart.

How could you forget your yellow bird?

Winter can leave you frozen not lying in someone elses arms.
My bones are cold.
I shiver all the way to the core.

The memories stay with me.
Like a pile of sharp sad rocks crushing me.
It reminds me of how I used to be.
So much can change in a year.
The thought almost makes me dizzy.

Thank you for your comments on my last post.
Sometimes it's the people we hardly know we trust the most, it seems.
You are so beautiful.


  1. ok. lar. i love your blog. yep. im a fan!
    &ill try to make one day (: ha.
    !but im gunna 'read this everyydayy' (:

    you're gorgeous. you're beautiful. you're amazing girl. don't ever think different. ever.
    love yu.
    ♥ -el

  2. You are the beautiful one, dove. I hope you'll feel better soon... I hope you'll feel warm, and find comfort and happiness. I love you!

  3. It is you who are beautiful.
    I have given you an award in my latest post. I do hope you like it!

  4. Memories can haunt us.
    Good or bad. Neither makes us more present.
    Your bones will thaw, your skin will heal.
    Maybe not tomorrow, or even the next day. But one day. I promise.