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29 April, 2011

Runi, doing Sind's Listen & Write

I put my iTunes on shuffle and wrote a story based on whatever song that came on. When the song stopped, I stopped writing. Didn't edit the story except for typos and grammar mistakes, so these might be crap to you. Did it 5 times then I became tired and it became harder to do. lol. but hey, at least i tried :)


1. Ice Storm, Big Gust and You [Tilly and the Wall]

I looked at my reflection on the window before I went in. Pretty dolled up. You had told me to dress up, to leave my work behind, to light up, to live. It was all I need, your encouragement.

And to think that it had been ages since we last met. We had always been like this, hadn't we? A summer break. Frequent, but not all the time. This time I loved myself more. This time, I was prettier. All dolled up.

I stepped in the bar. The same bar that witnessed all of our everything. I sat down and ordered two glasses of Coke. One with lime, one without. I still remembered how you seemed to think that putting lime in drinks was weirder than a baby born with a glow-in-the-dark nose.


That was when my phone beeped twice, a message from you.

"God. I just remembered that we had an appointment. Score a date with the office hottie. Catch you another time?"


2. I Don't Know What I Can Save You From [Kings of Convenience]

Her eyes were all red and puffy, her hair all tangled, and I almost didn't recognize her. It has been a few hours since she was balled up in my arms. She wouldn't let go. Her demons wouldn't let her go.

I remembered the first time I fell in love with her. She beamed so bright, I couldn't help but stared, and I was mesmerized. She oozes butterflies. She was so beautiful. I knew she was going to make my life as beautiful as herself. I knew it would be perfection.

It wasn't.

I rocked her gently in my arms. This wasn't the first time she was like this. I felt a pang in my heart. I couldn't tell if it was for her, for me, or what? She inhaled deeply before silently sighing. More pang.

Her eyes were all red and puffy, her hair all tangled, and I almost didn't recognize her. I could have left. But how could I? She was so beautiful.


3. Home [Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeros]

What a chaotic mess. And I couldn't remember what started it. I bet you couldn't either. This wasn't just a usual family drama, you know, with yelling heartbreaking words and getting estranged from one another. No. It was... funny. It was a circus.

Could you tell how we got here? What had started my mom crying on the corner of the room. What had started your mom smoking again. My dad's cigar, no less. What had started our dads debating about the real values of life, money or love? And what had started our sisters' food fight?

I tried to calm my mom. And you, you tried to take the cigar, and stopped your mom from going to the liquor cabinet. Who would've thought we would fail at such simple tasks? There was no getting out of this.

Everything about you and everything about me were just too conflicting each other. I gave up and glanced at you. You did the same, and we knew. I knew and I knew you knew.

We were going to grow old together, and we smiled.

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