Well, hello, old friend
It seems I’m finally back again
It’s been too long, yet not long at all
But it only takes a short time for your world to fall
Embracing you hurt, it wasn’t the same
But now, afterwards, you help ease the pain
I know it’s not perfect, it will take plenty of time
But I take pleasure in knowing, I’m his, and he’s mine
And you
A gift, not comparable to a touch
Somehow, even still, you mean so much
I gaze at you daily, and with joy, realize
I really am loved, I was all this time
It never really left, it only became corrupt
But files can be restored, situations unfucked
And I can no
I lie awake, late at night As with my own mind, I ruthlessly fight I long for someone to lend a hand But on my own, I must take a stand I grip the fabric and hold the Blaze But the cold pitch black, nothing will phase I think of her, I think of him I think of all the good times there have been I long for her, I long for him I long for tomorrow not to be grim I close my eyes and drift away And for a brief moment, I begin to stray I am in a new world, full of colour and life A world of pure joy, devoid of strife I walk through the fields and fly through the sky A bakery serves me up sweet apple pie My heart swells at the thought, bliss, is it not? Although sadly, the real life’s all that we’ve got I know I’m a dreamer, that I’ve been told But to dream of perfection is shockingly bold Real life may never be perfect, you see But know we can better it, for you and for me Although we all fall and although we all cry I implore you: get up and give one final try I know that the
The Perfect Partner
As soon as I laid eyes on him, I knew he was the one. He’s gentle, kind, playful, cuddly, and more than anything else, sweet!
Every morning starts with the feeling of a little poke on my cheek. I smile and wrap my arm around him to pull him close. We stay in bed for a few more minutes, cuddling until I finally manage to drag myself out. It’s no problem for him of course, he’s an early bird anyway!
He always loves to curl up with me late at night as we marathon show after show, and when bedtime comes, he keeps me warm all night long.
He loves to be outside, thus he doesn't particularly like rainy days. He
The Street Performer by PineappleCat25, literature
Literature
The Street Performer
The Street Performer
He sat on the sidewalk and laid down his case
With nowhere to go and nobody to turn to, he played
His nimble fingers slid effortlessly over the fretboard
The sounds of the ancient guitar and the man’s rustic voice echoed across the street
A few people stopped and watched
A few even left some change
All day he played
All day he sang
And every now and again
A kind soul passing by would leave a little something
By the end of the day
With the shape of the strings left in his fingers
He lay down on the park bench
The cold wind of the night chilled
He shivered and curled up
And drifted off into a restless sleep
Hoping
Ode to a Friend
When I first laid eyes on you
No way I could have known
The bond we would share
Or how much our friendship would have grown
Your always there for me
Even when I’m not there for you
But it’s nice to know that when things get rough
I’ll have someone to turn to
When I’m going strong you cheer me on
And tell me that I am the best
But you also give constructive criticism
Leaving no little problem unaddressed
When I’m scared you hold me close
And tell me I have nothing to fret
Your encouragement will live forever in me
And your kindness I will not soon forget
I don’t know how one simple p
Well, hello, old friend
It seems I’m finally back again
It’s been too long, yet not long at all
But it only takes a short time for your world to fall
Embracing you hurt, it wasn’t the same
But now, afterwards, you help ease the pain
I know it’s not perfect, it will take plenty of time
But I take pleasure in knowing, I’m his, and he’s mine
And you
A gift, not comparable to a touch
Somehow, even still, you mean so much
I gaze at you daily, and with joy, realize
I really am loved, I was all this time
It never really left, it only became corrupt
But files can be restored, situations unfucked
And I can no
I lie awake, late at night As with my own mind, I ruthlessly fight I long for someone to lend a hand But on my own, I must take a stand I grip the fabric and hold the Blaze But the cold pitch black, nothing will phase I think of her, I think of him I think of all the good times there have been I long for her, I long for him I long for tomorrow not to be grim I close my eyes and drift away And for a brief moment, I begin to stray I am in a new world, full of colour and life A world of pure joy, devoid of strife I walk through the fields and fly through the sky A bakery serves me up sweet apple pie My heart swells at the thought, bliss, is it not? Although sadly, the real life’s all that we’ve got I know I’m a dreamer, that I’ve been told But to dream of perfection is shockingly bold Real life may never be perfect, you see But know we can better it, for you and for me Although we all fall and although we all cry I implore you: get up and give one final try I know that the
The Perfect Partner
As soon as I laid eyes on him, I knew he was the one. He’s gentle, kind, playful, cuddly, and more than anything else, sweet!
Every morning starts with the feeling of a little poke on my cheek. I smile and wrap my arm around him to pull him close. We stay in bed for a few more minutes, cuddling until I finally manage to drag myself out. It’s no problem for him of course, he’s an early bird anyway!
He always loves to curl up with me late at night as we marathon show after show, and when bedtime comes, he keeps me warm all night long.
He loves to be outside, thus he doesn't particularly like rainy days. He
The Street Performer by PineappleCat25, literature
Literature
The Street Performer
The Street Performer
He sat on the sidewalk and laid down his case
With nowhere to go and nobody to turn to, he played
His nimble fingers slid effortlessly over the fretboard
The sounds of the ancient guitar and the man’s rustic voice echoed across the street
A few people stopped and watched
A few even left some change
All day he played
All day he sang
And every now and again
A kind soul passing by would leave a little something
By the end of the day
With the shape of the strings left in his fingers
He lay down on the park bench
The cold wind of the night chilled
He shivered and curled up
And drifted off into a restless sleep
Hoping
Ode to a Friend
When I first laid eyes on you
No way I could have known
The bond we would share
Or how much our friendship would have grown
Your always there for me
Even when I’m not there for you
But it’s nice to know that when things get rough
I’ll have someone to turn to
When I’m going strong you cheer me on
And tell me that I am the best
But you also give constructive criticism
Leaving no little problem unaddressed
When I’m scared you hold me close
And tell me I have nothing to fret
Your encouragement will live forever in me
And your kindness I will not soon forget
I don’t know how one simple p
Ode to a Friend
When I first laid eyes on you
No way I could have known
The bond we would share
Or how much our friendship would have grown
Your always there for me
Even when I’m not there for you
But it’s nice to know that when things get rough
I’ll have someone to turn to
When I’m going strong you cheer me on
And tell me that I am the best
But you also give constructive criticism
Leaving no little problem unaddressed
When I’m scared you hold me close
And tell me I have nothing to fret
Your encouragement will live forever in me
And your kindness I will not soon forget
I don’t know how one simple p
Haha, Aww Thanks for you concern! Personally, I just haven’t been inspired lately. I posted a journal all about it if you wanna read it. Basically, I love to write, but I don’t have anything creative to write about. I prefer writing articles about stuff and reviews and whatnot, opinionated stuff, but I don’t think I can post that here.
Thank you for your concern though! That means a lot! UwU
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