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Edited by
Cascadex
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Fri 02/01/13 11:07 AM
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I really had to correct my formatting on this because the place I had it stored had a different tag system, which had line break tags. Anyways there is no preview option so I will just pray it works. If it does the bold words can be read from top to bottom for another layer. got it to work after 4 edits :P
Painted stars Silence never comforts me so much, As when it comes through the phone. Too afraid to say anything, To start the silent storm, Of tears and somber emotions That come from two hearts , sewn together With a thread, so strong, it must be love And when they are torn apart, It doesn't rip at the seam And they drift away. Ignoring the large pieces, That still stick together laying tangled on the floor Painting a crimson sunset so beautiful, Wishing for the summer stars, So we can hold each other once again. But this sun won't set The stars aren't coming this time are they? You said they aren't coming ever. Will you come back, Come back and help me paint the stars? |
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I love it!
Both playful and meaningful. Much respect. |
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I love it! Both playful and meaningful. Much respect. Thank you very much |
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This was fantastic...Loved it...
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I used to tell my friend, that I loved just hearing him breathe during our times of silence when we spoke on the phone. The silence meant so much, because I knew he was there listening to me too.. So when I read the beginning I began to cry. Your words are so beautiful and moving.. I hope she does come back to you... How could she not know how much you really care when you can spell your heart out like this...
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cool cascade, i am enjoying your writes. the story within a story, well done! :)
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Awesome write. Silence is golden, or maybe the words never spoken aloud, are from the heart.
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I used to tell my friend, that I loved just hearing him breathe during our times of silence when we spoke on the phone. The silence meant so much, because I knew he was there listening to me too.. So when I read the beginning I began to cry. Your words are so beautiful and moving.. I hope she does come back to you... How could she not know how much you really care when you can spell your heart out like this... Don't worry about it this is from a long time ago, I was just sifting through 10 years of stuff and plucking it out, pretty sure I was only 16 or 17 when I wrote that one |
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This was fantastic...Loved it... Why thank you Ainjel |
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cool cascade, i am enjoying your writes. the story within a story, well done! :) Yeah this is one of my favourites because originally when i wrote it, it didn't have all the bold formatting and such, and when I looked over it later I noticed I could easily tweak it to have a sort of double layer effect, and I really like the way it turned out |
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Awesome write. Silence is golden, or maybe the words never spoken aloud, are from the heart. Thanks, and yeah being comfortable in silence is definitely an important thing for two people together. |
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Excellent write.....
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Don't worry about it this is from a long time ago, I was just sifting through 10 years of stuff and plucking it out, pretty sure I was only 16 or 17 when I wrote that one Knowing you were that young when you wrote this makes it even more meaningful to me...TY for sharing! |
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Don't worry about it this is from a long time ago, I was just sifting through 10 years of stuff and plucking it out, pretty sure I was only 16 or 17 when I wrote that one Knowing you were that young when you wrote this makes it even more meaningful to me...TY for sharing! No problem Sometimes I am jealous of my younger self because I could just sit down and bang out a piece in like 2 minutes, and it seemed so easy, now for some reason not so much. |
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