The Seconds Count

The seconds count

Isn’t it odd that of all the hands on a clock, the second hand, bearing the smallest, shortest moments, ticks the most? Each tick sounds through our ears reminding us that every single second is an opportunity lost, or taken. And let us not abandon the fact that of all the hands on a clock, the second hand, bearing the smallest, shortest moments, is longer than the minute hand, and the hour hand. Because a second that passes could last a lifetime, remembered more than the hours and minutes and days that pass.

There's a void that dwells inside of me, It's getting so deep that's it's hard to breathe, I've tried to fill it with countless things, But none of them ever seem to succeed. False icons professing their love, Claiming they'll meet me in the skies above, Can only numb the pain for so long, When you realise that they're always gone. Their perfected code illicit response, That's meant to make me finally feel loved, And yet I listen to the computers' buzz, Realising how false my comfort was.

God

I thought that you were perfect,

Perfect for me,

And that we were a perfect combination

But now I see.

When you wronged me, I tried to look inwards to decipher,

What I had failed to do, what made me unlikeable.

But I was foolish and naive to believe that you were flawless,

And like a false icon, I clung to you for guidance.

Not a single apology was expected of you and it was my fault,

I treated you like some twisted domestic god,

So now it’s my time to accept our flaws,

And destroy the pedestal I placed you upon.

- I hardly recognised you.

Was it really you? The one I was convinced that I’d lost all those years ago? Your lustrous black hair ran down your shoulders and tickled your biceps. That skin; so soft and pure that whilst your skin lay so smooth, your jaw was prominent and sharp - like you were. “This is almost déjà vu” I chuckled to myself. Ten years ago, I stood right here. Miserable. Miserable that you’d left me. When you left me, my whole world turned upside down - like my smile. The smile which previously illuminated my face had now done what you did best; left me when I needed it most. This feeling was all to familiar so it had to be you. Despite my irrefutable thoughts, one question still circled my mind like current in a circuit. Was it really you?

❤️❤️❤️

THE RESULTS ARE IN!

Hey guys! The time you all have been waiting for is finally here, it’s the final countdown! *tarataraaaa*

Jokes aside, I used a random number generator and 20 lucky numbers were selected! If you see your blog in this list, it means you have access to the second round, where people can vote for your blog! If you don’t, I’m really sorry. Remember this is just a game, you are still awesome and it will go better next time!

Sooooo…. *drumrolls* the 20 selected blogs are:

@justfangstvdto

@justanotherwritingblog

@indarrathepoet

@evneirophrenia

@apivorovs

@randomguywithwords

@ewvyx

@moonythemoose

@we-were-gyrffindor-divergents

@poetryandbooks-universe

@dhaarna 

@thesilentgazer

@colddesire

@inkytower

@jamalscmidt

@writerscreed

@wordslifeandthings

@writingwalkingcontradiction

@theheightofdepression

@astyze

Congrats y’all!!!! Look for my next post for the poll you can share with your friends so they can vote for you! 45 people participated to this little game and I’m overwhelmed by the love and excitement you’ve showed me, I hope you are having fun and maybe we can host this kind of things again in the future!

Good luck,

Giuls

Thank you for selecting me! ❤️

VOTE FOR BEST BLOG OF 2017!

20 lucky bloggers were selected and now YOU can decide which one is worthy of the title of Best Blog of 2017! You can vote for as many times as you want (and yes, you can vote for yourself, but that kinda kills the spirit of this, right? but anyway, i won’t judge lol) so follow THIS LINK and vote for your favorite blog!!

And may the odds be ever in your favor! =)