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 Posted: Sun May 18, 2008 7:51 am
So I've been dying to write something that I'd actually follow through on. I write lots of stories and stuff, but rarely get one that I continue later. xD So. This one I'll try to be good. I wanna make it okish at least. Hopefully it doesn't suck too much. xD So far I've only got the introish thing typed up, but I have a bit further written on the backs of last two math worksheets. I'll update this when I type them. =) xD
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You see, the thing is…we’ve got to learn to love one another…
I’m not sure why those simple words continued to echo in my head for hours, even days, after I had read them. In a way it sounded too cliché. And besides, it was just a painting. I had never been one to get so deeply engrossed into a single piece. Don’t get me wrong, art is dandy. But never before had one work of art struck me in such a way, pierced straight through my heart and thrust me into some sort of tangled insanity from which I thought I might never escape…
Ok whoa. Hold up. Maybe I’m starting off a little too deep. But well, I’m not really your typical intellectual kind of person, so being that overcome with emotion…it was intense for me. My reaction surprised me, made me question everything, and I was just thrown for a loop. I couldn’t have told you up from down at that point.
Maybe it was the words themselves. Maybe I made some kind of weird psycho interpretation of them in my head, and now I’m all messed up mentally or something. But then again, maybe it was the image itself…maybe it was just how absolutely chilling it was; the look on her face, the absolute terror and pain and suffering in her eyes…and overall, the loneliness of it all; standing alone in her spot of light, shadows devouring the world around her, and only those words to keep her company.
Like I said, I’m not sure. I don’t know why it freaked me out. Learn to love. I had loved before. Ok, maybe more like I had lusted after the cute boy every girl in school had a crush on…but as a teen it’s all the same, right? I had even gone out with what’s his bucket, Jason Daniels. I wrote his name in my notebook all the time, along with “Mrs. Katie Daniels” and whatnot. And damn it all, if all those cramps in my wrist weren’t out of love…no. My pain shall not be belittled.
Still, regardless of how ridiculous it sounded, learning to love…it had me hooked. I couldn’t get the idea out of my head. And one thing I just could not figure out, something that had me just dying to find an answer…why had the piece been given such a title? The words dug into my soul deeply enough, but the title was something else…perhaps part of the reason I found it so intriguing was because the title itself was a question I had been asking myself quite often lately.
Did I Love You?
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Posted: Tue Jun 03, 2008 4:02 pm
oxoxox..you.@R3.Mi.1.and.0NLi Ah! //runs around in circles// I want to read more! D= Feed the monster that you have created!
On a more serious note:
It's really good . . . I'm not quite sure what to name it either; it's your story, I'll leave it up to you. "Did I love You?" sounds like the obvious answer, but it's still catchy.i.<3.you,1.and.0NLi..xoxoxo
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