#aguerillam

[aguerrillam]

3 Years Passed

Too young, too naïve we envisioned a life of Two too soon. --- The sad thing is, besides those crystal eyes I remember nothing. --- I don’t even know Your real name.

[aguerrillam]

Outlier

On this vast Cartesian plane, you drew a line between us and Called out my lies.

[aguerrillam]

Apathy

Before I could call half-empty or half-full, they emptied the kettle leaving only my cup With loose leaves.

[aguerrillam]

I saw

My heart given away at half past ten to a boy you’ve only known For half an hour.

[aguerrillam]

One to Two

Staring at their reflections on the plexiglass of a subway car - a man and his companion sleeping on his shoulder, he realizes that in travelling from point A to point B he will always be ignorant to the world around him. Ignorant to, and of, something beyond him. But there’s no need to be bigger. He will never be a hero. But he will protect her heart. He probably won’t travel to undiscovered worlds. But they will discover parts of each other that have yet to be seen. He is not permanent. But they will embrace impermanence and make the best of things. He won’t always make the best decisions. Sometimes they won’t make a decision at all. But somewhere down the road they passed, they decided that they would go together.

[ohemjeessica]

Friend: I have to go shopping tomorrow

Me: the day after Black Friday

Friend: tomorrow will be the Black Saturday

Me: and the day after will be the Black Sabbath

Friend:

Me:

Friend:

Me: shut up i'm hilarious

[aguerrillam]

Life anew

In spite of the times and its recent attraction to empiricism, the townsfolk blame whatever problems they can on the forest's fay and the Will-o'-the-wisps. Of course, us yunguns from the village would know better than to take the stubborn ramblings of oldenfolk to mind. But that doesn't mean we yunguns ever stopped believing. Me? I believe in the wisps well enough. But I believe t'is not the Will-o'-the-wisps that lead travelers astray from the paths, but the will o' the heart which steeled itself for that moment. A heart, so aggrieved by countless missed chances, unsaid words, and people grown distant, becomes as hard as diamond if just to find life anew.  - A. K. Gatwick, On the Will-o'-the-heart and other dying fables.

[aguerrillam]

Hanyauku

Afraid to take their socks off. Wary of running too fast, or too hard. A fear of heat. Of burning.  you told them how the sand feels in between your toes, they told you the pain of hot sand and the expressions of new lovers that gift fantasies to those who will never know them.

"it will heal in time".

they only know time immortalized as scar tissue and calluses On their burnt feet.