The Misadventures of Quirky Girl

The Heroine with a jotter in her Backpack. Dreamer on the couch. aspiring traveler. bookworm.Fashion Victim with weaved shoes. Life of a self-proclaimed artiste. Backward story of ideals. All in one Imagineer
As twilight came on, the empty castle became alive with menacing shadows. (at Bonifacio High Street)

As twilight came on, the empty castle became alive with menacing shadows. (at Bonifacio High Street)

Flashing lights struck i saw him again for the first time. We were ok, we talked and had a great time. He reminded me of Summer, where everything is Happy and in-Love. Always just Light. I had a feeling from him from the way he talked, he wanted to live under the sun with me. Out of nowhere another man from the past came into me and told me he has great news. He was my Winter, the time where i was already cold and bitter. I already was a Realist. I knew it would all be bliss and i just waited for him to leave so i could live my Reality. And he did. Maybe that news was my answers to my question. My heart breathe again and pumped blood into my rather dead soul. Summer, asked me who is he, i told him he’s my friend before. As a human being i was obliged to introduce them to one another, with scrunched up faces they said “hi” to each other. Winter gestured a sign that he wanted to talk to me. I was all silent, then he left with an intention to come back and fix what we had. I had to go and think in front of a mirror. My aunt came in with a surprise, she was with her infant. Asking me these questions, like if i had anyone in my life. Of course, there was none. He came back. I knew i had to neutralize everything. I wanted the answers, i was in desperation to know the truth from Winter, only then i could die in peace. Maybe i wanted those answers because somewhere even if i was a “Realist” i hoped, I hoped with my faithless and withered soul that somehow i could bring him from a Season to My Reality. I liked Summer but i was already over with him. I faced them both with proud eyes, “What do you want?”. I wanted to go about and enjoy this scene but i just can’t. I wanted to leave and run, all the wounds were cracking open. I had to realize the truth. “History repeats itself”, there’s no way that anyone can just beg to you and start over again. This is not some video game with a reset button. They started to blabber this and that. I stood up, ” i could always be your friend, but i can never be your Girlfriend.” I came running to my aunt, i felt bad. Not because i wanted what Winter and i had, but because i wanted clear answers. He stared at me, i just looked back stating clear emotion of not knowing what went wrong. My heart breathe and pumped blood into my rather dead soul. I woke up from Lucidity. He exists now only in my memory.

Flashing lights struck i saw him again for the first time. We were ok, we talked and had a great time. He reminded me of Summer, where everything is Happy and in-Love. Always just Light. I had a feeling from him from the way he talked, he wanted to live under the sun with me.

Out of nowhere another man from the past came into me and told me he has great news. He was my Winter, the time where i was already cold and bitter. I already was a Realist. I knew it would all be bliss and i just waited for him to leave so i could live my Reality. And he did.

Maybe that news was my answers to my question. My heart breathe again and pumped blood into my rather dead soul. Summer, asked me who is he, i told him he’s my friend before. As a human being i was obliged to introduce them to one another, with scrunched up faces they said “hi” to each other. Winter gestured a sign that he wanted to talk to me. I was all silent, then he left with an intention to come back and fix what we had. I had to go and think in front of a mirror.

My aunt came in with a surprise, she was with her infant. Asking me these questions, like if i had anyone in my life. Of course, there was none. He came back. I knew i had to neutralize everything. I wanted the answers, i was in desperation to know the truth from Winter, only then i could die in peace. Maybe i wanted those answers because somewhere even if i was a “Realist” i hoped, I hoped with my faithless and withered soul that somehow i could bring him from a Season to My Reality. I liked Summer but i was already over with him. I faced them both with proud eyes, “What do you want?”. I wanted to go about and enjoy this scene but i just can’t. I wanted to leave and run, all the wounds were cracking open. I had to realize the truth. “History repeats itself”, there’s no way that anyone can just beg to you and start over again. This is not some video game with a reset button.

They started to blabber this and that. I stood up, ” i could always be your friend, but i can never be your Girlfriend.”

I came running to my aunt, i felt bad. Not because i wanted what Winter and i had, but because i wanted clear answers. He stared at me, i just looked back stating clear emotion of not knowing what went wrong.

My heart breathe and pumped blood into my rather dead soul. I woke up from Lucidity. He exists now only in my memory.

Why is it that i cannot feel this tragedy as much as i want to? I don’t think i am heartless. Do you? — Dorian Gray

Why is it that i cannot feel this tragedy as much as i want to? I don’t think i am heartless. Do you? — Dorian Gray