Wednesday, August 19, 2015

The months have stories; introductions

1. August is a boy as tall as can be, he is a symphony of what breaks hearts and heals them all at once.He's got these big brown eyes and eyelashes made of clouds.
 He is unconventional, a walking controversy. Once falling in love with July.
He has sticky hair and misses July more than he should.

2. July has messy hair that's always in the way with diamond blue eyes. She's intimidating, dangerous, irresistible. Lively and wild, the kind of beauty that evokes adventure and giggling like a child. She always has her feet on the dashboard.

3. June is her sister. She has long, sunshine hair. She's always late and bashful. Quiet and elegant. She's dreamy, and soft, all hazy eyes that shine so bright they'll melt you.
Beauty that inspires slow songs for some reason. 

4. December is a kind, old man that has been chasing January all his life.
He has dark, gray hair and sweet green eyes. He's warm, a reliable kind of beauty. 
Almost in the sense that it will shine through the darkest of times.
His favorite color is red.

5. January has hair like snow that shines in the sun with crystals for eyes.                                   Mixing with opals and pearls. She's dark and complex. 
Sneaks up on you, scary but lovely. January makes hearts ache. But she is unobtainable.

6. May is daring and likes to wear sundresses. She's all raised eyebrows and smirks. She blurs everything out. Her favorite color is that of sunflowers and wears daisies in her hair.
She's melancholic in a hopeful sense, something to write poetry about. Beauty that you can look at for days and never get jaded of.

7. April is gracefully unskillful, she has bruises all over from walking into things. She has long, brown hair and the most beautiful brown eyes. But she is tantalizing and bold. 
Hits you straight on, even though she messes up her words.                                                               She is very hard to ignore. She's the line in the book that helps you understand life better.

8. October is mysterious and mischievous. He is slim and made of what makes the leaves fall in autumn. He is the feeling after being wanderlust. October has curly, dark, almost black hair with piercing green eyes. He is calming, like the ocean when the sun is starting to crawl out of heaven.
October leaves you wondering.

9. March likes music. He sings to everyone and is the kind words telling you that it will all be okay.
March is strong and can move mountains. He is art that reminds you of the first time that you felt like you belong. He has big ears and likes to sit in fields. He feels like getting complimented on your biggest insecurity.

10. September is romantic and spontaneous and likes to play hide and seek in department stores. 
She is in love with everything and likes animals. She is sweet and exuberant and feels like home.
She is breathtaking and like a dream catcher. She catches you by surprise.

11. November is always hungry and being with him makes you feel like a bird set out of your cage for the first time. November makes you feel free. Screaming after holding it in for a really long time.
He is like driving in a car for hours and going places you've never been to before. 
The lull of a city at night. 

12. February has orange hair that looks like fire and she feels like draining all the bad things from your body and she looks like the sky. All vast and if you look at her long enough you'll forget who you are and where you are. She is laughing so hard that your stomach starts to hurt.
She loves candy and hugs.







Wednesday, August 5, 2015

What is the opposite of love?

I've asked a lot of people this question today; they all answer it hate or loathing at one point. 
But I disagree. I disagree because you can't love a person one second and hate them the next. It's something much more agonizing and complicated then hate. I think it's indifference. It's when you can't agree on anything anymore and you don't care to sympathize anymore and you wanna watch this movie but they end up choosing a movie you absolutely deteste. I think it's indifference because you lose importance to that person. 
And you fight a lot and I'm tired of fighting and it's all so dry and heavy like filling your mouth with crackers when you haven't had even a sip of something liquid in days. It's when the moon is stamped on the backs of your eyelids because you're so used to going to bed at the same time and not being able to dream while knowing they're still awake. But them staying awake regardless of your headache, regardless of the begging. And I'm so sorry. I'm sorry because I know I'm a fucking failure because relationships are hard and I'm so little. And I romantisize you more than i do anything else and I just want to be important again, I just want it to be like the beginning again because now I'm a fraud of my own words and feelings so I'll talk less now. I'll put away my expectations. And I'll sow my soul shut. Nothing will come out anymore. 

Srjr

3:41 p.m.