Saturday, December 12, 2009

breaking the silence

it's been a while since i've written anything. i don't know if that's because of a lack of inspiration or because of a lack of any interesting subject matters in my life. a friend (nats) however has been mentioning my present writing drought and has asked me to start writing again. i don't feel like it.i don't have anything to write about. but then again, i remembered something i learned a few years back. to write, one does not need inspiration. one simply needs the time and the medium. so here goes nothing. back to the drawing board.

breaking the silence

my arms reach for her. in the small space that she occupies in my hippocampus, that is where i often dwell. my arms reach for her as my eyes shift to unfocus on the distance. in my mind i have already reached her. in my heart, i never even let go.

i long for her with a fever that burns. it is a physical sensation that splits me in two. some nights i wrap my arms around myself to keep from coming apart. other nights, i find myself taking comfort from just letting it happen.

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