Hello Eric, dearest Eric. Okay fine. Thats not your name.. I wanna see you, but also i dont want to. I know, I know..okay maybe I dont. C’mon ‘Eric’, don’t not lead me on Cause maybe I rather you do For the last time This is the last sign Only one ending line.. I miss [...]
Archive for the ‘Short spots.’ Category
I missed you.
Posted in Short spots. on May 9, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
Where the end of the Rainbow is. (no.2)
Posted in Short spots. on May 2, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
“CINDY! I HATE SAUSAGES.” screams one. “CINDYYYYYYYYYYY! YOU KNOW THAT I NEED BUTTER TO GO WITH MY HAM. WHY IS THERE NO BUTTER!?” another, screaming even louder. Feeling all apologetic and annoyed at the same time,Cindy wanted to cry. She tried to swope the different kinds of bread with each sibling and finally everyone had their extra sugar, [...]
Where the end of the Rainbow is.
Posted in Short spots., Uncategorized on April 30, 2008 | 2 Comments »
Since seven till now, she was almost seven-teen. “Bye darlings, I’m leaving now. Sman, I expect a house already swept and tidied no spot, not dusty. You heard?” “Yes m–” No reply, only a door slammed right into her face. She had siblings, two younger ones and two older ones, making her still, caught right in the middle. [...]
stab me in the heart
Posted in Short spots. on April 17, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
Dilettante, oh you dabbler. To me, I couldn’t have been dumber. So far we’ve come, but only now do I realise. What terrible things, and horrible small lies. A sign you gave, that interest had faded. The path you took, but it was something you hated. Thought we had things in common, The fact you only went along. [...]
Meet Again.
Posted in Short spots. on March 18, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
We met again, after it felt like years. We spoke again, stood by and lend each other ears. Parting that time make us all feel like fools now, what problem could seperate us for so long. Man, dumbdumb. Yall have been missed.
Beauty and the Geek.
Posted in Short spots., Uncategorized on March 15, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
Covered in prada, she smelled of Clive Christian No. 1; from the Manolos shoes to Louis Vuitton bag. Perfect in wealth,her looks were not a least bit inferior. Top model material, gentle as a King would have wanted. The babe was admired by high ranked, rich sons. In the midst of the bestest bachelors, there was one that had on the oldest brands [...]
Child Mind.
Posted in Short spots. on March 13, 2008 | 2 Comments »
“Pink or blue dearie?” The child’s eyes brightened up as she saw her mother lifting the huge round candy, coloured pink. The mother could see through her daughter’s thoughts right away. Bending, she handed over the sugary solid. _______________________________________________________ To begin with, I love candy alot. Lollipop was what I had in my hands, always when I [...]
