Oct 18, 2015
I want to offer beautiful flowers for the rib cages that guarded my heart, lined up like a fence from strangers whose hands were designed to break. My gratitude is yours. My heart is always yours.
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I want to offer beautiful flowers for the rib cages that guarded my heart, lined up like a fence from strangers whose hands were designed to break. My gratitude is yours. My heart is always yours.
ninthsea
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For senior year, Niethel and Rawshall aren't my classmates anymore. They're in section Benevolence and I'm in Integrity. Ugh, this year's sectioning sucks. I can't imagine not being classmates with them. A class without them is like Mt. Everest without the snow on top, a disco without the colorful lights, or a sundae without the fries to dip on. (I know, weird comparisons)
Gah.
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i. "With all my words and metaphors and similes and twists, will you marry me with all your soul and accept this heart of mine?" He said with a shy smile. His voice was shaking and his hand as well while kneeling down in front of his beloved one. Sweat was trickling down his face.
ii. "With all my blood and soul and this beating heart of mine, I entrust you my life. Yes, I will marry you Joen." She replied with tears streaming down her face. She showcased a smile nobody ever saw except for Joen. And it was the thing that made him fall for her even more, her wonderful smile.
iii. He took her to the nearest church without further adieu. It has been planned all along. The wedding they both have been waiting for. He just let her change her clothes to a long white dress while he slid in to a tuxedo. The motif was light blue with a shade of silver.
iv. He left her at the entrance of the church and hurried inside to tell the guests they were ready to get married. Without him knowing, she called for her make up artist and the make up artist transformed her in just a snap. When the door opened, everyone's mouth was left hanging because of the beauty they have never seen glimmer on her face. She was beautiful. And it was magical.
v. "I do," They both said with smiles plastered on their faces. And they kissed hungrily with love.
vi. I can't believe my best friend was marrying my brother. Finally. And I can't believe that writers fall too. They are both writers, known writers. He was jocularjoen and she was ninthsea.
vii. I guess falling in love with a writer is the best thing a writer could ever experience. The 'falling in love with your own kind'.
To the Ninth Sea
I saw a post of yours that read: write me a love letter. When I blinked, it was gone. I searched repeatedly- thinking about it for days. If I could find it, then my confessions would have a better chance of connecting to you. Soon enough I started to wonder if the post had been real at all. Doesn't that sound a lot like us? I love you.
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