The Chronicles of the Unwritable: Grand Finale

I've attempted to drown my sorrows by playing Mozart Quartet Radio on pandora, in the background of a hot shower, as the bath water overflows all my sorrows swim afloat.. Punctuation is key when trying to get a point across, and mine's is always off by a few dots...., or so you say... My soul is marked by a never ending series of ellipsis's ... they just go on and on.. Forever ongoing they are. And I have to stop beating my head against a wall, because so many times I've tried to think of different ways to get the same point across. There's only so many ways a person can get their point across.. but my point always floats and never fully makes it's way across the ocean of preconceived notions you've made up in your mind. Tell me, is this the grand finale for the illusion of love we've made for each other, of each other. I don't know, darling. My soul is drained because I've given you all the parts of the brain, body, and soul a woman can ever give without losing herself. I've waited for your letters but they never did arrive. Are you busy chasing tails for head and haven't had the time to send them to me? I've lost all hope... every last ounce of it. Time has jaded your memory... your absence has my present troubled so much that I can't see your presence in my tomorrow's. Purposefully or unwillingly, you've tainted your memory... and the thoughts of you no longer inspire, they just drain my soul. Visiting your forums leave me so nauseous. Oh, I can hear your voice in my cranium saying I've read into it, but if that's the only form of your presence to be felt, tell me what else is there really to it.. So i just turn my face and pretend it didn't hit a nerve but in reality it hit a couple. Some words aren't easy to digest especially when you find yourself eating at the table all alone... "I always take you as you are, every time you come and go, for the minimalist piece of you is better than none at all". Yeah, those are just words for the sake of poetry and romance, but chivalry is dead and I am not Shakespeare. Somethings need to said and we are in different rooms surrounded by elephants. Too many times it felt like you're more comfortable with the tragedy. Well, thank you for the tragedy because it was great for my art... but that's it. Tell me there's more to love .. people say life is a series of moments: What get's us through moments are the thoughts and commotion of other moments.. but all my moments have been paused for way too long and the only direction they go is backward... and never seem to move forward. So you'll discuss patience like it's a virtue, and perhaps it is, and I bet you'll say it was never one of mine..and you're right. Because i'm all out of patience. All out of patience and out of hope. And once there is no hope, there is nothing. Nothing at all... So I'm left with what I had and where I began.

Allied Opposites

"Opposites Attract Only to Repel" 

 your only consistencies were inconsistencies. 

the only thing i knew was that i didn't know. 

how come our ending came before the beginning? 

doubtful trusts.

caged freedoms.

comfortable distresses.

full emptinesses. 

truthful lies.

loud whispers.  

we were:

ignorant geniuses..... 

and blinded visionaries.

 because opposites attract, only to repel.  

Sincerely,

It makes me so sad that I have to go, honey.  

I packed most of my dreams, knowledge, and memories... 

I left a little bit behind for you to cherish,

just enough for my memory to linger. 

Don't be sad, honey. 

We both knew this day would come.  

It came sooner than later and now that it's arrived,

it's time for me to go, honey. 

Don't you worry about a thing,  

I packed everything I need, 

and if anything was left behind it is yours to keep.

Make what you can of it,  

and let go of the rest of it. 

I just have to go, honey.  

There are places to be seen.  

There are faces to greet.  

There are adventures to seek.  

There's a life to live. 

I'm going now, honey.  

Wish me luck... 

that bridge had to be burned. 

120mph

i said i only think about you when i'm going 120mph down the highway ...

you said you're looking for me, well you know where to find me... 

i said i'm never hard to find, you're just always too far gone ..
i said i'm not too hard to come across but you better look both ways before you cross me. 

the story's been the same even when the headlines changed...
you say i'm too far away but i'm always within reach..
my words don't seem to get through to you but my eyes can see through you...

i said i only think about you when i'm doing 120 down the highway..
i said i'm doing 120 down the highway...
you said you're looking for me, well,  you know where to find me.
if you come across finding yourself before you lose me....

you'll know where to find me...  

i'm always doing 120 down the highway  

The Chronicles of the Unwritable: Part III

Memoirs of a girl .... and the boy she lost before she found  

You were a melting pot- your electrons, neutrons, and protons jam packed so perfectly. Atoms perfectly arranged to complement your anatomy. A mixture of knowledge, eloquence, and madness so perfectly put together. Your ideals, morals, and philosophies, all so enlightening. To me, you were the paragon of flawed perfection. What is flawed perfection, one might ask. I don't know.. but you were it. Human relations would always leave me feeling so drained... I was robbed of knowledge, one kiss at a time, at a time, at a time. My soul was starving and yearning before I met you. You fed me emotions, cultures, experiences. And I, a glutton for knowledge, wanted more. I've always wanted more. You were more than what meets the eye. You were far beyond than what tickles the soul. You taught me that all is fair in love and in war. I've always been a non conformist,  but you, you were everything. You were my piece of the Eiffel Tower, my scent of fresh Vancouver forest, my feel of EDM... because every place you'd been, everything you'd experience, everything you'd learned, made you who you were... And every time I kissed you.... Every time you touched me.... Every time I saw you... I visited your previously explored destinations..  I experienced your experiences... I learned your lessons.... And they were all beautiful, to say the least. And I robbed you of them all, one kiss at a time, at a time, at a time.. once upon a time.