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I see
The deepest pain hidden inside in the depths, buried carefully, heartbrokenly so I won't cumble, won't fall apart in too many pieces.
The changes I feel, the changes I experience as I stop to walk, floating admist all this emptiness filling my heart which holds nothing but itself together.
Asking myself Who I am? Who I was? over and over again with no answers, only with prayers to keep me barely on the shore.
Talking to people but seldomly feel the deep connection I long for I miss greatly in a distant city left with loneliness since You have been gone.
Being grateful for the small happiness, the oldest friendships I hold dearly onto with too many times I still withdraw myself, withdraw my feelings from the world.
The deepest pain I should let go, I should overcome to be alive and living heartfelt again with no grieve or loss, only love and hope that I will see You again,
So I try.
Death is a harder obstacle to overcome than long distance.
Random Thoughts #1
Can you hear me?
Can you hear me now?
Do you hear me when I daydreamingly talk to you? When I tell you random stories about me, or some of the weirdest thoughts that comes out of my head?
Do you feel me?
When I think about you, is there a huge thump? A skip of your beautiful heartbeat? Or even a jolt of electricity?
Do you dream about me?
As you are to me. I don't remember anything. But when I wake up, I just know that you have been part of that deep and utterly satisfying sleep.
If only I can be.
Be there.
Where you are.
Beside you.
Writing by Zane Frederick
by Alex Treadway on Flickr.The Hunza Valley is a mountainous valley in the Gilgit-Baltistan region of Pakistan.
Bir evim olsun isterdim bir dağın başında bir ıssız adada yada hiç kimsenin olmadığı apayrı bir dünyada..
d i s t a n c e
The imagination can you take places you're not ready to see. Predicting pain and longing, amongst other unwanted emotion. It's not until the future becomes present that you learn cope with challenges that life wants to see you struggle with. Missing someone can be exhilarating, yet dark. Absence causing depression, yet heightening passion and excitement. Does distance really make the heart grow fonder or does it put our humanly love for one another in perspective and truly make us come to a realization of the person you become without them? Some prefer the solo unit we make of ourselves, others, possibly for the first time, feel incomplete.
Eager is the best word I can use to describe my situation. Something new and so beautiful was created faster than either of us could expect. Then distance and time came in to steal the show. So my body, soul, and mind remain eager to pick up where we left off and continue something that will never be forgotten.
In the past, I've made distance out to be my enemy which I've come learn might not be so true. Pieces of our hearts get touched in many ways, it's within those ways that we have to have patience. Fortunately for the first time in my life distance hasn't just been missing that certain someone but realizing that I want to be with them, explore with them, make more of myself with them. Distance has shown me that a solid foundation doesn't crumble within our lifetime and that there are endless factors contributing to making that possible. As distance fades, we can forever strengthen the foundation that may have started so small, building endless memories with ecstatic moments that we will never forget.
~It's not that I'm delighted by solitude. I didn't have any other choice but to become near and dear to the loneliness. Distance and isolation kindly took me in as a child and nursed my festering wounds.~
-a poem of a new kind
~I feel so far away from everyone today. Like the all too familiar dream of walking, but getting nowhere. No matter how hard you try, not even running will get you back to them. And far away is all you will feel.~
-a poem of a new kind
Sweet nothings
Empty; trying to fill in the silence with precious words and sweet things. Lonely; trying to feel you against my skin while I am soaking in the rain and the mist. Lovely; my stomach is flipping in the mere thought of you and my vision is blurry. Lucky; because you are out there somewhere loving me and I am here loving you. Worthy; time and distance never looked like a bridge rather than a burden before I met you.