Pour Le Mignon

[le-mignon-e]

ENTRY 01

Way out of reach, my heart was.

Sanctuary meant a place half the constellation away, not that I had ever imagined there would be such thing for my kind.

The diabolical. Escape wasn’t an option. It never existed.

Or at least, that was what I thought my life would ever vanished into. Thin air of disappointment, rage, guilt and shame. Pitiful piece of trash.

Then, someone came. Wait, scratch that.

Heavens sent me hope in form of an angel.

I love rainy days the most now, it always reminds me of his smile. Although I must admit, I kind of felt guilty for making the angel seemed worry that night.

Exaggeration erased itself from my dictionary when I said he was everything I could have asked for. Nothing more. None less.

Day by day, I learn to cast a spell of longing; to have one more day saying how much I adore him. I learn to cast a spell of fear, knowing I wouldn’t be where I am if it wasn’t for him. I learn to cast a prayer, because good things hate me.

The best never lasts, and he is the only one worthy about my purpose of living. If I could ask for one more prayer when it was all over: I pray that he wouldn’t follow me into the dark.

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ENTRY 02

Don't you think he was drunk at some point when the selfie was taken? Look at his face. The Lord is unfair, how come this angel has too many best qualities in one body? I want to file a protest but alas, he stopped me first in my tracks. I'm spellbound.

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ENTRY 03

The fountains mingle with the river

And the rivers with the ocean,

The winds of heaven mix for ever

With a sweet emotion;

Nothing in the world is single;

All things by a law divine

In one spirit meet and mingle.

Why not I with thine?—

See the mountains kiss high heaven

And the waves clasp one another;

No sister-flower would be forgiven

If it disdained its brother;

And the sunlight clasps the earth

And the moonbeams kiss the sea:

What is all this sweet work worth

If thou kiss not me?

— Love’s Philosophy, P. B. Shelley.

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ENTRY 04

When I saw you,

I fell in love;

and you smiled,

because you knew.

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ENTRY 05

Sweet — Cigarettes After Sex

Heavenly — Cigarettes After Sex

Young and Beautiful— Lana Del Rey

Carry You — Novo Amor

Stone — Jaymes Young

Easy - Mac Ayres

R U Mine? — Arctic Monkeys

Therapy — Khalid

Orion’s Belt — Sabrina Claudio

Chocolate — The 1975

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ENTRY 06

Hey. I know you probably hate me right now for playing with you like this. I’d kick myself in the butt too if were you. I just can’t help it, you’re always so cute whenever you get riled up, shouting in annoyance or pout at me. I’m sorry.

Also.

I’m not good with words, or sweet things, believe me. I don’t have a good sense of timing. I don’t even know what I’m rambling on at this point. I just wanted you to know that you mean a lot to me, you’re the one I look forward to talk to when I wake up every single day, you’re the sunshine that keeps me going.

I love you, I hope you know.

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ENTRY 07

Some people said 7 is the lucky number. Like your birthday, like this entry. I'm praying that this one would be in my favour, too.

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Ethan Raya Marciano. Would you like to be with me, your Leon, from now onwards; to be my lucky charm and the one whom I can call my boyfriend for the entire universe to see?