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03/08
10:45
writing stories not meant to be read, dancing paths not meant to be tred
I’ve been writing a lot lately. I thought I’d include some of it here. I’ll leave out the names of who I’m introducing, for personal reasons, but this is just.. about the people who’ve changed me.
“She was different than most, this one, if only she knew it. Heartbreakingly beautiful yet deceivingly normal. She would never see herself, not in the way that others saw her. Maybe if she did, she’d have a little more hope. A little more courage to stand up to the world, to believe in herself and the person I knew she could be. And if she saw what I saw, then just maybe she could finally learn to love herself.”
“I’d never met someone who so defiantly struck a chord in me. I can’t even tell you if we got along at first, being so similar and yet so different, I think it would be safer to assume we probably didn’t. But there are people in life that you meet, pass, and forget years later. There are people who have been with you from the start, who are the norm. And then there are the people that you turn around and find there one day. As if they’d always been there, or as if they were meant to be. And this was her. She had faith like none I’d known before. Such a mixture of light within darkness, casting shadows with rainbows of light. Such a love of life yet such a temptation to travel the paths she doesn’t know. I feel like that no matter what path this girl walked, she would perfect it, she would go about it with grace, and poise, except she doesn’t realize she possesses these qualities. It’s in a dark way, a tragic way, like the after effects of a devastating storm, yet beautiful none the less.”
I’ll include more later, but I wanted to get those out now.
Kya
March 1, 2008
10:49 am
I love what you have written and the style you are developing. You should write more and more, and share it with me. ;D