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Hello! This is my first ever bujo post — I’m actually really nervous, as I’ve never found a spread of mine nice enough to post, but here I am! A green spread for the first post-exam week :)
What is a Broken Heart?
What is a broken heart?
Does it keep beating in the dark and endless night?
Does it keep breaking even in broad daylight?
Does it bleed with every breath you take?
Does it precious breath confiscate?
Is it sour, bitter with the tears of life,
Unsheltered and unguided in the darkest night?
Oh, what is a broken heart?
by Solacerose on deviantart
I know what a broken heart is, I know what it feels like, and I hate it. My heart is breaking with every breath I take because it's already been broken so many times before. First my father, now my brother... both my best friends, both in the span of four years. Such cruel irony to think that I was reunited with my brother at our father's funeral and now, four years later, he's taken away at his own.
The seat in the car is empty; it waits for you the cart at the store is lonely; because it's without you and where are you words to fill the long and boring nights where is your philosophy so you talk philosophically with me? But where is your voice and the joy of your life in this day this night this "mare"? Because we all just can't wake up; that's why your not there. Where are the days of wrinkles, the years of gray hairs? But where does the sorrow end when it sets in you're not there? Frozen and numb we're like the winter ice memories of you dance before the mind's eye and we reach out at wisps of the ghost that's not there To capture. To catch. To hold. To Never Let Go. You gave us you laughter, your smile, your heart, and it's those memories that begin to tear us apart because there is no voice through the window calling in the glen no hugs or laughter that comes through open air. I'll always remember your blue eyes and wavy brown hair.
by SolaceRose on Deviantart
What is Love?
by SolaceRose on Deviantart
Love is family, tried and true Because it is within me and it is within you Love is hope and holding on Love is fighting and staying strong Love is gentle and love is kind But love can be mean, and harsh, and trouble your mind. Love is a mountain of joy that you can climb But it’s also an undercurrent that will drown you this time Love is unconditional; it’s transformed it doesn’t die But it is wonderful and heartbreaking to people like you and I And though love is holding on, love is also letting go Some people come into our lives only to melt away as winter snow But love is the impression each person has left on a heart It holds us together while it tears us apart.
http://solacerose.deviantart.com/gallery/#/d5u1xgc
Yes, I have a very fond spot for couplets apparently. That isn't at all what I intended this to be when I wrote it, but whatever.
I love this song. :)
It reminds me a little bit about my character Romana, though it's totally different. But that character also dreamt of a kind of paradise.
The first chapter of the story is here if your interested (If not, well, HI! Don't mind me! :D ): http://solacerose.deviantart.com/gallery/38485424#/d594gp9