czecelee

10.3.10

Thank you for the heartbreak.
For enriching my world
With tears and sadness.
For the pieces that I've picked and pasted.

Thank you for the heartache.
That enriches my soul.
The endless flow of clouds
On my endless rainy days.

Thank you for the weakness
Thank you for the strength
The love that tasted bitter
The love that was never there.

Thank you for the darkness.
Where I found the light
Thank you for the friendship
Thank you for the lies.

Thank you for the goodbyes
Thank you for the hellos
Thank you for showing me where my heart is
And thank you for breaking it to pieces.

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i'd like to write this with my hand. with the flick of my wrist. With the stroke of my fingers. With a pencil held between it.
i'd like my thoughts in it. My shadow, my stares, my laughter, and the tears behind it.
i'd like to write this with my palm caressing the paper. with my eyes on the lines, careful not to write beyond it.
with the ink dripping on the pages. bonding with the paper, as one, conveying a message. Hoping you'd have a glimpse of the light behind the words.
The beating of the heart of the writer, i hope you'll hear. inside the pages, you'll taste my tears, hear the echoes of my whisper, the crackles of my laughter in the air. And lend me your shoulder to lean on.
but now, just let your eyes taste the words... and feel. Feel the sensation touching your heart. reaching, reaching... endlessly.
i've shared with you...... a piece of me. -cc-24/3/10

10.3.10

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