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...it came after thinking about Orange Trees and while listening to Jewel... I dont know why I didn't realize it before.

...it came after thinking about Orange Trees and while listening to Jewel... I dont know why I didn't realize it before.

And after today’s events, I’m still able to write this. Despite my betrayal and hurt today, I’m still able to describe you…

There is this feeling which creeps within my soul when I see you; a vivid feeling which is akin to nothing which I have ever experienced before. It begins within the heart, a shutter as if the heart had stopped for a moment to partake in your beauty, before trickling up through the rest of my body. It is this feeling which I’m addicted to, this sensation from which I never tire. And as the rain falls outside my window, I am reminded of you and how I desire for nothing more than to shower you with my love just as the rain showers the spring flowers with the kisses of the gods.

As I lie beside you, our bare bodies entwined shamelessly, I look into your eyes, and beyond the glass of those spheres I see the soul which I love. It is the soul in which hope still survives despite these hardships; it is a beautiful soul which feeds the magnificent passions you manifest. Lying there upon the clouds of our loves, my hands become one with the surface of your skin which I could journey across for a millennium. Then you speak and the words part gracefully from your exquisite lips as does the dew part from the rose on a cool spring morning. Traveling across the jasmine air which separates us, your words kiss me gently beneath these red sheets. I move in closer to you and kiss you as the airs part and all which is left is you and I. It is here when I experience you for you; it is here when I feel the true sentiments of your heart as it reaches from the depths of my chest to devote itself to this feeling; this love for you.

Somehow here is gone and somehow time stops to permit the transcendence of this moment into the paradise in which we’ve made ourselves a home. I look into your eyes again and fall asleep happy with you by my side.


This is the death of life and the beginning of something greater.

Your beautifully angelic voice no longer exists as apart of the person I once loved. Instead now all I have are the remembrances of you when you where happy, when you were alive, and when you were free. A cold wind flushes over my body when I hear your voice for I realize your pain; I understand that which torments you, and while you struggle to stay afloat amidst the tempests of hell’s waves, I feel myself succumbing resentfully to this torment which pulls me away. Where is the angel whose beauty was once my only hope; the only thing which granted me happiness during the hardships of my life? Where is the being whose smile would warm a winter day, whose grace would cause the flowers to sing, and whose passions would cause the hardened heart to weep at the utter gorgeousness of her soul? Where is this lily amongst the torn?

Your skin is flushed, your sweat combines with the tears which run from your pain stained eyes, your body moans, and all the while the songs which you once loved play through the chaos within my mind. And the irony sets in.

Wake up my beautiful child, the day is new and the sun does set only to rise again. You are my sunshine, setting in your sorrow to awake in a new happiness. Wake up my beautiful, let not your pain and suffering consume the beauty which is enshrined in that sacred soul. Cry child, for the tears shall wipe away those torments.

But I fear your tears have dried up, and with them dries up the fountain of your life.

Awake my cherub, for you are loved.

"Where are my angels?
Where’s my golden one?
Where’s my hope
Now that my heroes have gone?
Some are being beaten,
Some are being born,
And some can’t tell the difference anymore."