Monday, July 8, 2013

The Sound Of The Ocean

I can still hear the waves crashing against the boat. I can still feel your warm hand against my face. I could never forget the smell of the sea, even If I wanted to. Those nights were you could almost reach the stars, those nights were I felt like the whole world was mine. I still remember your eyes meeting mine, sensing a whole new experience. Believe me when I say you were the most unexpected thing, but somehow expected. In my whole life, I waited for you, but I never thought you could come to me the way you did. The smooth touch of your lips against mine hiding us from the world. That twilight like a secret keeper heard us, the sea felt us, and the moon was our ally. That was the night my life started, I felt so incomplete before you, like I was living in a dream and suddenly you woke me up. You showed me that I have a second chance in life, like a higher power sent you to save me. The scent of our pure hearts introduced to love for the very first time. It might have been a fantasy, It might have been just a dream, but for me, it was the true love of two young people. It was the world telling us that there’s still hope. It was the ocean asking us to succeed. It was the moon requesting a second chance for us. Maybe I feel this way cause you were my first near love ocurrence, but for me, it was like magic.. But now, all I have is that memory, that memories, of the night that soon will be nothing but a story to tell. 

Thursday, July 4, 2013

New Facebook Page!

I decided to create a Facebook Page aside from the main blog. Expect news, quotes and more!  

https://www.facebook.com/pages/The-Guilty-Pleasure-of-Writing/560968847273338 


Wednesday, July 3, 2013

Every Night

She wanted to know what if felt like,
The feeling, the special feeling her friends would talk about
She read books, saw movies and listened to stories
She wanted that, a story.

Every night she would go to sleep thinking:
"Why her and not me?"
She thought there was something wrong with her

But words couldn't heal her,
Nobody could ever help her,
She waited for that someone, for that kiss, that touch
That would made her feel like she was worth something

She still looks at the stars every night,
With her heart open and her soul wishing.