||[Nov. 20th, 2004|04:14 pm]
Swing Life Away
In this picture lies the story of a boy and girl. A love so strong that each time they were apart it brought them back together. The calling of eachothers hearts to one another is a greater feeling than one could indulge. A feeling so indescribable, so amazing. For their hearts only scream for eachother. They beat for eachother. And although at times it feels like their hearts drift away, the current is never strong enough to pull it too far out to sea; out of reach. They search and search to find their love again; to recall it theirs; to fish it out of the sea. Once its re-found, they reel it back in. Each pull makes the feeling more stronger. Once the feeling is re-caught, they dine on it; feed on it; feed on their love. This love holds them together. It holds the pieces of their hearts together as if it was going to break. And everytime it does, they rebuild the feeling back, stronger than before. For one cannot break this love, its a forever holding circle. And each time one tries, the circle repeats. They're always running back into eachothers arms, eachothers eyes, eachothers hearts. This love at time is too much to bare, for they are too young. This feeling takes over. It controls your thoughts, your actions, your moods; You. You become the controller in this game of love. Theyre the winners. They hold the pieces in which they fight and struggle to complete the game. But the game never ends. There isn't an end. For love goes on forever. Like the blood stream; it flows on forever to no end. It circulates throughout the body. Without it, you're unable to live. And although at times it feels the feeling has changed, it has not. Once they're without eachother it feels as though they are a different person. For this love is them. Its who they are. Its all they know. Like a hurricane, it pulls them in all different directions. Unsure of where to go. The change in weather is too much to bare. And as the weather calms down, everything slowly turns back to normal. And yet again, they find a way back to eachothers hearts. To complete this circle of never ending struggle.
Thank you goodnight.
we hada bring a picture in for creative writing that was worth a thousand words and this is what i wrote and i like it and i wanted to just put this on here basically so when i look back on this journal thing in like a couple years i can remember this and the feeling i had. so to myself when i read this again, hi.