nymph

Were you waiting for me everyday? On the same spot, on the same space? It's dark. 
          I can't control it, but keep inviting to wake you up, attention on me. 
          I beg you, open your eyes before I can't see the light of you anymore. 
          It's cold, it's dark, but seeing you rest, I also rest beside, be patient. 
          Oblivious of our story, oblivious of you, but observing you, sleeping in the same space, same area. 
          How long have you been there? I tried, I only have pieces of fragments, who are you? Who am I in? Where are we? Were we close? We were, but not me, but where I am in. 
          Too bad, I saw you, but I don't remember, even though you always appear, even though you always show up, either dead or alive, and the clueless me, still no control to grab you, to keep you. Memorise other than your actions, words, I want to hold onto your features, remember you. 
          Has she preserved you? She must be foolish, too bad she became desperate, too bad I can't control her. Or else would have let you sleep in peace. 
          Good dreams, hope not to see you again, if not, spare me, I will try to bring flowers next time as a payback for the peace and energy gaven.

The silence filled in breaths, our gaze longing into rythm of the quiteness.
          Air filled with of hypnotising aroma of heatness that spread across like a wilfdire. 
          Each fingertips locking beside each other, facing opposite each other, none dared to move, instead the battle started.
          
          
          
          
          
          (I am alive, and I am dead again, I am alive, and I am dead again, hehe anyways can't wait to have a feastt hmmm)

It's coming for me.
          I keep running and running, I see dark traces crawling from every corner of my eyes from the back, waiting to crash my guard down to devour me. 
          Screams, cries, begs of wanting to be saved keeps chasing and chasing me.
          Every scenery I pass by, pile of bodies rising up till I was blocked by an entire mountain of red paint.
          The only figure standing there that kept becoming clearer and clearer the closer I got.
          She found me.
          Pair of eyes staring straight at my direction. 
          I can see her pain flowing down through her cheeks, holding on the sword tightly, raising it up.
          Point at my direction, pointing at me. 
          I kept running and running till the blade slid through my chest before the shadows could get me.
          She kept her words. Until, I felt the shadow starting to engulf me from the back pinning every part of my flesh, ripping them apart.
          It was all my imagination, I reached to her too late, she found me too. 
          The one in front me of me was just a doll.
          The sword that is through my chest is not hers, but mine. 
          Who used it?
          I have lost everything, my only wish too. 
          I have done it all for nothing.
          
          
          
          
          
          (I have been so busy to even work on the story man, but still working on it. Anyways this is another little section, not that it will be in the story but like a tiny piece. Tbh I am quite excited to make the story properly, I have a lot in mind, and lots of ideas that I don't even know how to put them, But I will.)

Each timeline, from side by side. 
          Parted aways further and further, till there is only a screen between us. 
          You cannot come through, neither I can go through. 
          Yet, despite the furtherness, you are always where I can see you. 
          Our eyes are always longing for other, the door of our souls. 
          The fate really likes playing with us. 
          Will one of us turn into dust once our time has to an end? Will our soul meet ever again? I will fade, you will fade. 
          I will fade, in a place where no one can see me, as you fade where no one remembers you. 
          Every battle, every fights drains us, as the shortest time we have left, still there. 
          Let's enjoy it? Through the screen between us. 
          You and I
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          (Omg, broo this is something idk, I got this idea from many different stuff, and please don't judge. I was quite passionate while writing this! Hope you lot like it tho✨)
          
          (Don't ask where I got the idea from, it's a top secret✨hehe)

Standing there, feeling the heart beat rising, pulsing the blood up in your head. 
          
          They blinded their eyes to see who you are. No matter how much you try to show, you can't take the blindfolds off their eyes. 
          
          They covered their ears, no matter how much you scream, beg, go insane too, you are unheard. 
          
          They are making you disappear bits by bits, to the point, your brain embraces it and decids to hold onto it and taking what's it still beating. 
          
          No scrumble, no pieces, only into thin air, where no one has memories of you. Can you finally run around in peace? And close your eyes in peace around the nature? Maybe, maybe it will come around or maybe. 
          
          
          
          
          (Hehe noice rightt??) 
          
          

Bibi di bobi di boo
          I will do my best bumbum
          
          Idk what I wrote, but this is for motivation,  for everyone that is struggling. Ngl same here, I feel nauseous just from studying hrs T-T
          But is foineee, its worth the experience. 
          
          Also bro wisdom tooth are so damn painful omfg, does anyone know how to deal with it?? 

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Every step I take with you carefully as our anklets bells rings in beats synchronizing side by side, you guide me, I guide you. Serving the performance in front of the audience with great joys, with the feeling of the adreline waving all over us sharing glances each on every beat, every fingers tips tapping one by one against your should while you twirled me around, when it's was time for me to drop with the beat. Red warm paint embraced me from the back halting my bells. 
          
          The audience, looking down at the stage, with even greater smile, for the paint, hunger flashing throught each and everyone's eyes. I can't feel the other's weight on my waist anymore, instead it slid off dropping on the ground, smashing the golds against the ground. 
          
          I turned around, the bells aggressively ringing, from every stepbacks, till they rang one more last time but loudest, feeling my body falling on the ground. I became the audience at my own performance now, for who this was performed, the king, now he unfolded the scenery with the companion's body. 
          
          Our only crime was to dance, I raised my arm, as my hand with full of pain trembled, feeling my chest burning from the burst of flame, screaming for the lost soul in front of me. It was my turn now. 
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          (If you know you know) 

All the bubbles fluttering around my chest, as my features mirroring into your bright eyes with full of hope. 
          
          Raising your hand to grab my wrist to draw in closer, just to end up clutching our swords against each other, fighting for own morals, our beliefs and our secrets. 
          
          Those pair of eyes that used to be with full of hopes, turned into hatred, greed for revenge. You forgot about us, about me, but I did this.
          
          Every step forward we used to take to get closer, are now to kill each other, what a tragedy, what a tragedy. I protect, you rebel to protect, how did we end up like this? We are both murderers in our own ways, yet we both are protectors on own ways. We used to battle side by side, now against each other. 
          
          There is no black and white between us, instead a dim intense fire that could explode any moment, if one of us falls to the ground. Is this what we are born for? Then I shall take a step back, the moment you put your guard down, I will burn everything into ashes, to the point nothing will raise anymore. 
          
          We won't quarrel anymore. No more. Turn the dim light off that is left behind. That's the orders, I apologize. My deepest condolences to you, for blinding you. I will blind you. 
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          (Hope you guys like thiss!! If you don't! That's fine as well, this is just a small tiny piece of my work. I am working on a story, ofc don't mind spelling mistakes and so on!! I am working onto itt in the story!! Also I changed the way I write stories now, dk if you realised it, but hopefully you guys will like it, if you do read it) 
          
          
          
          
          

People says that having a partner, will make you jump like a kangaroo and giggle with your feet like a little child. 
          
          But if you are a person who loves books! Then you need no partners! Books are everything! Will make you feel like you are in another dimension! And tadaaa that's what will make you into a kangaroo with demonic giggles. 
          
          Kind regards.