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I just wrote something that is different from the stuff normally posted in here, but it represents the mood I was in. It's a little short, but I hope you guys might like it nonetheless.

I staggered into my bedroom, tripping and stumbling towards the bed before finally crashing down onto its surface. The tears streamed quietly down each cheek as I fumbled clumsily to wipe them away. In this room, I find myself alone, enclosed somewhere between each of the the cold, stone walls. They are pressing inward, growing closer by the second, tormenting me more and more as the darkness closes in.

The flickering candlelight seeped in through the open door from the large hallway beyond, painting my portrait on the wall with its rather melancholic shades of orange and black. Yet this same light once shone on your face, and it seemed so bright then, almost encouraging. But now I reach to your side of the bed, vainly grasping for your arm, finding nothing but the air of which I have grown tired. It may be the substance that fills my lungs; it may be the fuel that continues my heartbeat, but there is nothing on this earth that can replace the feeling of your hand as it intertwines with mine.



I know there isn't much traffic in here, so worst case it gives you guys some nice flamebait :)

No flamebait at all - like it.

Not too much traffic, eh? Well from the few guys who secretly patrol these corridors you would do well to expect an entire earth sweeping wave of flamebait that mercilessly incinerates all if the need be so.
Any way it is without putting too delicate a point upon it, fine. Do proceed.

Haha thanks

Rather than writing more... I've been hanging out with the girl that inspired me to write in the first place : )

As I lay in the silence that had become all too familiar, I found myself staring at the ceiling, hoping for your love, needing the warmth of another beating heart. At every creak of a floorboard, my heart would jump. For every barely audible whisper of the wind, I would turn, expecting to see your outline in the doorway, backlit by the hallway beyond. You would shine like a guardian of heaven and draw the envy of any woman in the world. Even the great Aphrodite would find it a difficult task to contain her jealousy.

I had recounted that same vision countless times within my mind, hoping that each repetition would bring it one step closer to being the truth. On each occasion, I would glance with renewed hope, knowing that you would be standing there this time, yet on each occasion, my stomach would drop as my breathing would stop, for you were never there. Finally, as I looked for the last time, it became clear to me that the doorway would remain empty for as long as the room was mine. Though the epiphany was far from joyful, I found myself once again capable of sleep. I lay my head to the pillow and gave in to my exhaustion. Little did I know that at that very moment, you were creeping down the hall, hoping against hope that I would let you in. 

I just wanted to be a little creative in the middle of my flood of AP Comparative Politics. I'm bored as hell writing about how Non governmental organizations and international organizations are enhancing globalization.

Haha I'm shitty at that. But hey, I like the fact that I can write romantic things, girls REALLY like it ;)

The ladies know what they like ;) 

Can't force everyone to write wars and stories about killing each other :|