Like The Snow,

Like the snow,

The rain,

And the shooting stars,

You will fall for me

Deeply

Irrevocably

Mark my words

-Destined to fall

(Mark my words)

-Katie, 15:30

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I don't wanna close my eyes when we kiss. For even the briefest moment of not seeing your face makes me miss you,

So much...

Katie, 24:00

First of all, I would like to say I'm sorry.

I'm sorry that I'm running away again. I'm running away like I'm ruthlessly slapped by the hand of rationality. Yes, you're sweet and romantic but I deserve so much more than the illusion you're trying to paint in my head with words I've grown accustomed to. Such sweet words that do not possess a life of their own, bereft of the possibility of future realization. Somehow, they're just fragments of a promise, a hushed sound of uncertainty but were nevertheless uttered to feed the speaker's fancy. I'm yet to fall into such a romantic machination coming with the love bug crawling over my blanket. You have the audacity to say you love me but that's all. I've been waiting for the things that you will do to make me feel that that love is real and you're feeling it with every breath that you take.

Love, love isn't just words you can say. It isn't just something I can believe in a dazed mind. It's so much more. It's a commitment that binds people for eternity. A sacred vow to hold two hearts together. It's not a game ought to be played. Not a fire that can easily be extinguished by tanks of water. It's not pupils dilating or tongues sprinkled with deathly dose of fructose, or a vision of the moon getting bigger in a glance. It's a chance, a one in a million chance. A risk someone has to take willingly for no reason at all. And ours are just words you managed to weave to fill the vast spaces between us. Words I can't simply take for they lack justification. And words without justification are merely claims, pieces of alleged information that lack merit. You're sweet and gentle and kind. But deadly. Deadly because you make me wanna fall without any assurance as to where I stand in your life. What am I to you to begin with? Just a girl you can show to everyone like a trophy? Someone who walks and sits beside you so you won't be alone in a crowd? You haven't defined the role I am playing. But I am playing it anyhow, though I am always scared of breaking my heart yet again. So before this gets deeper, I have to run away.

I'm sorry.

-Undefined,

Katie, 21:00

Cups of coffee do not work their magic on me these days. They don't keep me awake.

Thoughts of you do.

(So I think of you all the time)

Katie, 24:00

Fragments shrieking

Underneath her bed

Consuming sanity

Kindling time spent

Invincible soul

Turning cold tonight

In gloom sinking

Marching with shadows

Leaving the room

Enraged yet steady

Amidst falling debris

Varying degrees of

Incessant torment

Nothing could shake her

Gravitating towards

Nowhere she walks

On steep rocks

Wondering about the past

-Leaving tonight,

Katie, 24: 45

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Her breath that has always smelled of love and coffee tasted like death when he leaned to kiss her for the first time. Astonished, he thought, maybe there are things in this world that appear so real, so alive from afar. But when you look closely, they're actually dead.

He wondered if the love she made him feel is real and not dead.

Distorted reality,

Katie, 22:30