To A New Dimension And The Unforgettable Past
My breath came in short gasps as I tried to stay ahead.
Sparing only a second to look behind, I turned back quickly to focus on the road in front of me. People were staring, but I didn't care; I was running like there was no tomorrow. Even if I wasn't running, they would probably be staring anyways, what with my messy hair and the tan trench coat that I was wearing.
Don't get me wrong; I love my hair and my clothes very much, but a grungy, tattered, obviously-sewn-back-together-multiple-times trench coat and hair that's been streaked at least 5 different shades of blonde, brown, red, and black do attract a fair amount of attention most of t
EverScript: I'll be your friendMy fingers sped up, flying across the piano keys as I raced to the last measure. As we finished up our last song, the stadium shook from the deafening cheers of our fans.EverScript: I'll be your friend1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Thank you everyone for coming to our concert of Christmas Eve!" Akae shouted, giving each of us a look before we all continued to say that last line. "The EverScript band wishes you all a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year!"
"YEAAAHHHHH!!!!" The fans screamed, all the while tossing up flowers and who-knows-what-else as we exited the stage
"Man, this time was another fail, huh?" Chika said, taking off her stage clothes as soon as we entered the change room.
EverScript: Love Me"Why not?" Rika shouted, anger clear in her voice. Her arms were crossed over her chest and her black attire, complete with a small black ribbon on her head, a beautifully intricate lacy black dress, and knee-high black boots, only helped accentuate the dark cloud of menace that surrounded her.EverScript: Love Me1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Meeting her glare head on, Kaede's icy cold stare showed no response to her childish anger. "Give it a rest Rika. Why would I ever want to buy you chocolates? For something as disgusting as Valentine's Day too. It's a human holiday; why are you so insistent on celebrating it?"
"Because it's for us, as in you and me." She hissed, turning her head to t
MemoriesMemories1 year ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Every time I glance out and see
Another who looks like you,
I close my eyes to picture
A you before, once warm and true.
Remember those times we spent?
Laughter complimented with a smile.
Times have changed much from when
Things were actually worth while.
Yesterday I dreamt, today I dream as well
Of when I gave you my love.
Yet while I continued on ahead,
You went to the heavens above.
Destiny took you away,
But not this bond of ours.
Memories flood my mind,
As I now stare at the stars.
Changes have occurred since then,
I have matured, being not as wild.
You witnessed my change once before
Growing up with me as a child.
EverScript: Be Mine“Here.”EverScript: Be Mine4 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
Blinking in astonishment, I looked curiously at the small, blue present that was placed in front of me, before glancing up at the one who put it there.
“What’s this?” I asked, my blue eyes staring questioningly into a pair of pure black eyes, eyes so black it swallowed light.
Crossing his arms over his chest, Akira returned my gaze, and for a moment, I swore there was a…something there, a connection, before he looked away, sparing a glance at the present he’d just set on the table. “It’s White Day tomorrow, right? I figured I’d give you this today in case I don’t see you tomorrow.”
Oh right, I thought, remembering the date today. It was March 13th already, meaning that White Day ― the day where people who received chocolates on Valentine’s Day are supposed to give something back in return ― was right around the corner, the corner being tomorrow in fact.
No wonder there are
If I didn'tIf I didn't meet you,If I didn't1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
if there hadn't been that dance,
there would have been no smiles.
No bouts of laughter or flirtatious looks,
nor walks that went on for miles.
If I didn't like you,
if I hadn't confessed,
there would have been no kisses.
No late-night dates or loving embrace
nor talks of future wishes.
If I didn't hate you,
if it hadn't come to an end,
there would have been no heartbreak.
No night full of tears or sorrowful rants,
nor questions of if it was all fake.
But also no realization
that I love you still,
that I can't let go,
and most likely never will.