for thoughts and other useless things

uninspired on a summer’s night, she watches the lights outside her window and waits for time to pass away. the walls whisper words they shouldn’t, and the ceiling hums tunes that start with love songs and finish with photographic memories of pain.

when the sun rises in the morning perfection becomes too difficult to maintain, and she seeks shelter from it because she cannot bear being enveloped in the light. as she searches for her safety, he tries to find her, and they run through a maze with only right turns while he chases and she flees.

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the camera flashes and her eyes are blinded by infinity. they compliment and coo at her, wanting her to show them more, but when she hears the flash once again there’s only the blot of metallic silver floating where her vision once was. wherever her eyes venture. she’s captured.

she sways, unable to focus. it’s like the bright world around her is being blocked out momentarily, and wherever she tries to look there’s something between her and the beauty of life. for a few seconds it excites her, entertaining her interest and tickling her curiosity. yet the seconds turn into minutes, and then hours, and before she knows it a half a lifetime has passed away with pieces missing. even when she closes her eyes it’s there, omnipresent, stubborn, unrelenting. the only time she can escape it is in her dreams. and sometimes not even.

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once upon a time… a little boy stood on his balcony looking out into the cold winter sky. the sun had very recently risen, and beams were reflecting off the high rise buildings before him, but even with its weak caress it was still cold. and if something like the sun couldn’t make it warmer, what could a mere boy do? he felt so small.

as he watched the angles of the beams changing with the rising sun, a small object obstructed his vision and he couldn’t help but think how much smaller and more insignificant it was. the insignificant little bird fluttered, landing on the ledge and looked up at the boy expectantly.

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