Sunday, May 29, 2011

There is a bookstore. A place I can go. A space all my own. Quiet like snow. And it smells like coffee, and cake, and all things good to eat.
Everyone is drunk on words as we weave ourselves inside the pages; not a whisper hushed.
And this is where I learned that everyone is alone. But, that we read to pretend we have something to hold onto when everything is so cold at night.
It makes me wonder if you like to read, or pretend, or do anything for that matter. It surprises me how little I know about you, except that you are a musician of some sort.
And not even my mouth can say this.
I grab a napkin and pen, and pull my thoughts from the inside of my coat pocket.
My thoughts of what a shame it is you don't read the written word, or smell the coffee, or hold my hand.




12 comments:

  1. This is so beautiful and I empathise with this so strongly. I can't wait until this semester of uni is over so I can, like you, read books in my corner.
    Love your blog, I am following now
    xx

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  2. i would love to see what's written in that napkin of yours. i have missed reading your beautiful words, valmai dear. i hope everything's fine.

    love♥

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  3. Valmai. You are so wonderful. And your words are incredible. I love you so much.

    I believe sometimes we read just to escape this world for a bit, find a world entirely more beautiful and exciting. And that's what makes it so priceless.

    xoxo

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  4. gosh, you are the most lovely whisper. i simply must follow you.

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  5. Wow, beautiful words :) Love it!

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  6. this is just too wonderful.
    xo

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  7. Your writing is beautiful.
    - http://xtheperfectmess.blogspot.com

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  8. Thank you for your lovely comment, it made me so, so happy :) I will post the story up soon!
    Can't say enough how much I love your blog and writing.
    x x

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  9. wow, i have got to agree with skeletaldreams, your blog and writings are beautiful

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  10. this is amazing- your words are wonderful! x

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  11. your words are the most incredibly warm of words; but contradictorily cold, too. You're wonderful, truly.

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  12. I'm not quite sure what to write here. Been thinking about it for a while now. All I have the words for is; I think you are an amazing writer and I will absolutely be following your blog.

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