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Short Story
hewwo this is my first attempt at a short story in tumblr. its not perfect but please give some support and hope you guys like it ><
Settling Smiles
It was the most unforgettable autumn of all ,the most enchanting perhaps. Leaves that are shades of gold and caramel danced along; bursted to life by the swirling and twirling of the gentle breeze; which along with the leaves, carried the fragrance of the earth and a steady sense of slight joy that slowly tumbled to the welcoming embrace of the ground, giving a decent premonition of what was to happen ahead.
We were walking down the long winding road of the park ,which now had laid beneath a blanket of crisp golden leaves. Mirroring the regal golden sea on the ground, the foliage above too gave its best effort; allowing shafts of golden rays to pass through it, kissing us with its warmth ,all of these was as though it was choreographed. In the whole time ,she held my hands in hers, which for every step we took tingled and throbbed; mirrored only by the crunches that came from the ground for every step. I’d never forget how she looked from behind.
She wore a trench coat that was violet and blue, containing furs of sundry grey shades around its hood that sat on top of her coat, reminding me of the midwinter night before it was pitch black, it was mysterious, yet somehow mesmerising. standing in contrast was her auburn hair , tousled by the wind into curls with slight strands that separated from it cascading down , settling on her coat. And when she turned her head, her eyes spoke of a beautiful soul that sparkled with a mixture of brown and red that stood out more than our surroundings.
And as we reached the foot of a mighty oak ,she pulled me down to lie on the earth which besides her scent of sweet vanilla , was now mixed in with the freshness of the autumn leaves that carpeted the ground and I was entranced by her. “so…Will” , she began with a wobbly tone and was starting to get tense and clammy. Beats of crystal clear sweat seemed to form on her forehead “do you have anybody that you’ve… interest in ?” her cheeks were getting hot and red in colour, slowly drowning out the freckles that located on her face; she looked away. I wanted to say it was her, Ella, I can’t recount the times I’ve thought about her, how she was the most gorgeous person I’ve met, how she was always sweet , funny and caring. Instead , I remained motionless, laying on the underside of the oak tree.
She looked at me intently, her eyes met mine and this sent my heart racing ever faster “hey..” she said “if i told you who i like, would you tell me yours too?” “okay….”i replied hesitantly. Time seemed to stop at this moment.it and slowly dissolved into itself creating a moment of timelessness. “The only person i like , is you… will” my heart started beating erratically. “I’ve been meaning to tell you this for a long time , if you are not interested in me I understand , in that case le-” before she could finish, I mustered my courage and leaned my head towards hers ,embracing her warmth and kissing her lips with was a soft pale pink like those of a rose bud.
She looked at me with surprise , but then wrapped her arms around me and I timidly grabbed her waist; The gentle touch of her arms filled me with comfort and warmth and a sense of elation; my heart skipped a beat. We pressed our lips against each other, pulling each other deeper into our kisses and remaining soundless for what seemed like eternity. simply feeling each other’s presence in the heat of the moment. “I- “ my voice was caught in my throat right before she placed a finger on my lips. Without saying her another word, she smiled. It was one of the happiest I’ve ever seen, like a brilliant jewel beaming on top of the summer blossom which lit up her face and eyes more than anything ever had. It was truly beautiful.
Keep your mouth shut
Her mind says everything
But her mouth says nothing
She’s constantly afraid
Of saying the wrong thing
Or sounding stupid
Of being judged
So she keeps her mouth shut
She cares too much
About what other people think of her
Because of what she thinks of herself
Her thoughts consume her so much that they convince her
To keep her mouth shut
So that's what she does.
Because when she opens her mouth,
Her insecurites tell her “you don’t make sense when you talk”,
“You’re uninteresting”,
“You dont know how to talk to people”
So she keeps her mouth shut
She has to tell herself,
“Be careful what you say,
"Think before you speak so that you don’t mess up”
“Change your words and how you say it so that you dont sound too harsh or hurt anyone’s feelings”
Or maybe
“You’d be better off just not saying anything at all”
Because for her, sometimes a simple conversation,
gives her anxiety
So she keeps her mouth shut
And her ears open
Because she feels
that’s the only thing she’s good at.
I lay awake at night and wonder,
If you were so wrong for me,
Why did it feel so right?
I miss you
as an empty jar
misses its sweet golden honey,
as an empty bottle
misses the scent of its parfume,
as an empty cup
misses the coffee's strong aroma,
as an empty vase
misses the spring's fresh flowers,
as an empty heart
misses its greatest love.
~Agath.
"Hating someone is like drinking poison and expecting the other person to die."
Zola, Greys Anatomy, Season 16 Episode 3
jenny slate / two, sleeping at last / an oresteia, euripidies (trans. anne carson) / the chaos of stars, kiersten white
From the book "Did I Mention I Need You?" By Estelle Maskame. (Part 2 of 3 of the series) This stood out to me because of how true it is.
So I'm reading this book called "The Summer of Skinny Dipping" by Amanda Howell and this sentence in particular really spoke to me like wow this is deep and it describes exactly how I feel.
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