aimless decisionsA Story by plainmeShort descriptive poetic story, reflecting my feelings, thoughts and hopes.Lay your head down on the pillow and close your eyes. Imagine you’re in a quiet place. A mountain, with snowy peaks, surrounded by nothingness. Imagine sitting there, on the top with the sun shining on you. Silence dominating the surroundings. Grass that forgot to be green grows and grows around. This is silence, this is sheer peace of mind, this is the eye of the storm. This is what I aim for. Sometimes I need a break, get away from my life. Escape reality and start something that hasn’t been started yet. Something I didn’t think would fit in with the time that I live in, something new. I imagine myself sitting on the mountain top, looking in the distance, no civilization to spot, no life whatsoever, no sound to break the silence into a thousand pieces like a broken mirror. This is what I aim for. Could I do it alone, could I climb the mountain top without you. Could I get my bags together and leave what has been home for so long. Could I untangle my roots from my foundations and set camp somewhere else. I am still looking for my excellence, still looking for my meaning of life. What I want to achieve is still uncertain. I want to know what I can get from it all. This is what I aim for. We’re both travellers, bound to be nowhere. Home is somewhere unknown, home is where I’ll find my eye of the storm. I want to climb up with you, look for this place I long for. Look at the skies, the stars , the moon and find whatever I am looking for. This can’t be done without you. We don’t belong here, or there, nowhere. We belong in a place called love. This is what I aim for, my eternal love. © 2013 plainmeFeatured Review
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3 Reviews Added on January 21, 2013 Last Updated on June 1, 2013 Tags: love, eternity, hopes, feelings, landscapes |