Sour Cherries, and a song from the past

It wasn't just a careful observation. From the outset, I knew it was to happen. But with others, not so much. It's a look in the eyes that you observe, a glint, a spark, the single moment of longing that could transcend eternity. I can see the outcome before the beginning, and my instinct has never steered me wrong. I know if it's a meant-to-be, or just a lesson to be learned from.

With you, I am thrilled because you belong together and he hasn't tamed you. Nor should he. You are so very young, but I know you are meant to be. But with you, I just can't see it lasting. I think you two are just too different. I'm so sorry love - but I hope you learn valuable lessons so you can find eternal happiness, because you deserve the best.

With me? My gut instinct tutors me on a daily basis. A number uttered by a magic man sounds in my mind and adds a magenta smile to my dial and sunshine love in my heart. Mature decisions made upon innocence are made to last

Standing at the limit of an endless ocean...

This is it.
I've worked so hard.
I've waited so long.
It's happening.
The first step.
I'ts not far away now.
Only a couple of short months.
Please, don't let anything get in my way.
Please.
I have too much to lose if it falls apart now.
Please.
I'm so tired of living in captivity.
On the Nineteenth day of the Nineteenth year.
Please.

Pastimes

There I lay, in the space between my faded nostalgia. Where the words are only syllables that form and twist alien-like around my tongue. Emotions lay like wreckage upon the barren earth. It's been years now, or so it would seem. So long, that barely a shadow peeps into the daylight. I like it here.

There lay the longest bridge that I have ever seen. I wish that it was burning. Traction remained once excitement took flight, around the corners we moved in formation. I saw you crash and fade to the ground. Your survival determined by your monochromatic glee. Your beautiful blue eyes overshadowed by the deepest sadness. How I wish I could take it all away...

You ran to me like a long lost child, but you were a stranger. The palm trees and unlimited warmth invited me in, after your deception rendered me homeless. I have arrived.

The death of the yellow rose

Yes, I heard you. I always pretend not to listen, but that's just my facade.
Hi there.

No, I'm not the posterchild for your mistakes. I'm not your scapegoat. I won't take the blame. I'm not like you. I love you, but I'm not moulding myself in your image. I'm better than that. I'm better than you.

Don't ever try to steal my ruby slippers again, bitch.

Nepotism vs. Narcissism

Some people will stoop to anything to get where they want to be in life. The religious will drop to their knees and pray. The desperate will drop to their knees and beg. The moral-less will drop to their knees and... well, we hope for all their sakes that their stories will have happy endings.

As for me? I don't want to rely on the 'It's who you know' strategy. I'm well aware that my chosen industry is competitive, but I will never let that scare me. It makes me work harder. I know I have what it takes to get there, and I don't particularly care for pretending that I don't. I won't undersell my talents to make others feel better, for I am not here to nurse my competition.

I will keep my talents hidden, like a secret flame, until I'm ready to set my ambitions on fire. I love to prove people wrong.

If you're not willing to risk it all, then you don't want it badly enough.

This is exactly how I am deciding to progress my life. Slowly but surely, I am stripping back what I can no longer be bothered with, and I only hold onto the desires and people that I truly love. It is such an obvious change, but it takes great courage to make it happen.

And in the spring, I shed my skin...and it blows away with the changing wind.

I'm working so hard while waiting for you.
I will sacrifice everything I have to get where I want to be.
I'm ready now.