The Farewell.

I closed my eyes, breathing in the atmosphere.

The sun was dipping beneath the horizon, casting shadows of the couple seated on the bench just a stone's throw away. I didn't want my presence to be felt, yet was irresistably drawn to their silhouettes. I watched them whisper, laugh and sit in total silence at times, enjoying each other's warmth.

I sat and watched.

He shifted his body to face her and laced his fingers with hers. She remained in her original position, seemingly oblivious to his gaze of childlike adoration. Then she turned, and their eyes met. A smile slowly made its way across her face as their eyes twinkled in a shared understanding.

I felt like an intruder. But they didn't notice my presence.

The atmosphere turned solemn without warning. In low tones, he spoke with a downcast expression. Almost imperceptibly, she moved closer. As if she knew what was coming, and wanted to delay it as long as possible by keeping him close to her.

My heart went out to them.

The sun dipped beneath the horizon, and the cover of darkness fell. They took in their surroundings one last time, savouring every last moment of each other's presence. The rustling of the tree leaves in the breeze signaled the start of a drizzle.

The inevitable farewell loomed.

I rose, and walked over to them. I saw the desperation in her eyes, and the pleading in his. I felt the heartache, the numb resignation, the silent pleas for just one more second. Just one more. Just one more. I took her hand in mine, and firmly led her away.

He looked blankly ahead, unable to sort out his myriad of feelings.

I leaned down and whispered. He understood. She had to. And fate willing, the distance wouldn't change a thing between them.

More "lame" stuff (But honestly it isn't lame)

Every single little thing
Reminds me
Of you

When I smile for no good reason
I look across the room
To see if you're smiling too

When I tear up because of something silly
I search for your shoulder
To lean on and hide away for a while

When I walk down the hallways
I half-expect you to be by my side
To squeeze and hold my hand

When I eat my meals
I eye the opposite end of the table
To check how much food you've stuffed in your mouth already

When I sit in front of the computer
I scan my contact list eagerly
To talk to you would be my day's delight

Every single little thing
That I do
Reminds me of you

I miss you
Oh how I wish you were here
Instead of there

~ Rachelle


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Lame stuff

I asked you if I was HANDSOME, you said NO.
I asked you if I was FAT, you said YES OF COURSE.
I asked you if you WANTED to be with me forever, you said NO.
I asked you if you'd CRY if I walked away, you said NO.

I heard too much, so I turned to leave. You grabbed my arm and said:
You're not handsome, but you're SMART.
The only thing that's FAT, or BIG, about you is your heart.
I don't want to be with you forever - I NEED to.
I won't cry if you walked away, I'd DIE.



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I got this from a friend, I don't know where he got it from.

The Scream

In the calm before the storm
Silence reigns
The breeze is gentle
The wind a comforting whisper

In the calm before the storm
Everything is magnified
Every action drawing attention
Every sigh like rolling thunder

In the calm before the storm
The edges blur
The skies open
Revealing heaven

In the calm before the storm
The chaos is within
The earth trembles
Darkness roars
With benign malignancy

In the calm before the storm
It grows cold
The clouds gather
The hearts of men waver

In the calm before the storm
The universe holds its breath

And in the calm within the storm
Every fibre of my being
Unleashes a primal scream

Insanity

"Insanity - doing the same things but expecting different results."

- Albert Einstein