Claire De Lune

i never actually saw her before today. she had always been the one in the corner of my eye that i had chosen to ignore. in the crowded sea of faces, she was a shadow on the wall. as a shadow she was stepped over and completely disregarded. it was her who seemed pretty destined to be invisible. but then one day she spoke. in that tiny second her voice had broken so many boundaries that my mind had secretly laid out for her. no longer was she the haggard girl that i saw her as. with every note that slipped past her pink lips and into my ears i fell more and more for her. it was not fair, how can a girl such as this put me in this bad of trance. her voice, slow licks of lyrics with a slight rasp for a bite at the end of the sentence. it called me back for more. she ebbed and flowed with the melody as if she was hand-in-hand dancing with it. she was unreal, how could this be the same person as before? but, it didnt matter anymore who she was. i looked upon her with realization for the very first time. her frazzled hair was pulled back to show off her dough like complexion. she was glowing. i wanted her.

dabble dabble dabble

i hate feeling writer's block

yakkety-yak

it was on the tip of her tongue.as usual she could barely hold grip of the memory. it was like the couple seconds after one awakens and tries to remember a dream. murky and full of haze, she could still taste the hints of flecks of gold in the sand. the day that will forever stand out amongst the rest for being one that she will never forget. she was almost there. she could still hear a vague voice though the white noise that played in her brain. she wanted so badly to hear those words and kiss the lips of peace once more.

i dont know what im saying haha

secret

i wish i had the curves you craved so you wouldn't need to be looking for it in other women.

actions speak louder than words and right now your actions just slapped me in the face. back to square one.

i need to pray. 

i hope i could sleep tonight.