The Disappointment and Restlessness at feeling that Someone Slip by.
Ah,
the fateful day when I pulled my eyes off the beauty to once again secretly
stare at her when I saw her with another man. The half-smile on my face
hardened and grew icy, as though etched in stone. A scream rose from my throat,
only to be suppressed by my mouth. Sub-consciously, I grazed my hand over the
middle of my cheek, where she had touched me ages ago, and stared into my eyes,
though unable to understand the longing in them. I felt as though a bullet
pierced through my heart, a dark hole expanding where my heart was present,
swallowing me, and forcing me down, when our eyes met. There was immense
satisfaction in those bright green eyes and joy radiating from the smile I so
longed to stare at all day. A tendril of longing snaked its way from my
downcast eyes only to be snatched away… No, the time was not right. What had
he, in front of the ocean in me?
What had he that I didn’t?
What God would do such a thing?
Red blotches snatched my vision as I tore away, feeling restless and lonely.
Love and disappointment and fear and stimulus… two inevitable and intertwined
tendrils emerging from different sources. I forced the gaping darkness inwards,
I tried to conquer my despair, and mask it with a smile that didn’t reach my
eyes. I was burning inwards, how long, before it showed itself? How long before
I was forced to release the tear I had held captive in me for so long? How
long, before I will be forced to confess my feelings and ruin other lives? How
long?
Yet here I am today, alone and miserable, though I have learned to hide my
pain, to mask my senses, and to supress the agony that erupts ever now and
then, rising and causing me to shiver. I curse myself for not standing up and
talking to you, I curse myself for being so shy… I had always imagined us
together, but who said all stories have a happy ending?
It is a non stop circle in love-triangle.I love your honesty and the way you're simple and realistic. But do not doubt yourself ever,We all have our flaws right?:)
everyman is the same..
as far as the body is concerned..
but each spirit bears an unique tag...much advanced for the machines that encapsulate the logistics of biometry..
every woman changed her mind like the tides and the seasons...but after a while...they are predictable and fit in a pattern..
watch out for the patter:0
Posted 11 Years Ago
11 Years Ago
Thank you for enlightening me... I will surely keep in mind :)
Being someone who is shy and distant myself, I understand the feeling. I saw that you mentioned that this is based on experience, and that felt transparent in your writing - the story felt natural and real, and it wasn't hard to discern its sense of honesty. While I think that perhaps there is a hint of melodrama, I don't think it's much of a negative in this case, either; if anything, it helps it feel honest.
In any case, I hope to read more of your work in the future! Keep writing, and best wishes.
Posted 11 Years Ago
11 Years Ago
Similar minds aren't we? :D
Loved the review, thank you sooo much :)
I believe everyone that suffers shyness, misses out. I am shy and pretty much, absent of any confidence, which limits me in a lot of areas. Very well written, love the poetry within the story.
Writing, Singing, playing the guitar and swimming.... pretty much describes my day ;)
My main inspiration is music... Every song instills in me an emotion and a mental picture which I translate into .. more..