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Chernobyl's StoryI remember exactly where I was the day the reactors melted. The town was quiet, just a normal work day for everyone. Women were home cleaning and cooking; children were busy learning in the local school; men were working at the plants. On days like this the cement streets were nearly silent. A few stray animals ran between the buildings trying to find a scrap of food to eat, but most were unsuccessful. In a desolate town like this, nothing was wasted. There was barely enough to go around as it was. The men could work as hard as they wanted in the plants, but their meager pay would never amount to enough to feed a small family of three.
I was traversing the outskirts of the town around sunset, trying to hunt down a small animal to feed myself for the evening when the alarms sounded. The horrific screeches of the alarms came in short pulses of three. Three. The number of alarms you never wanted to hear. I whipped my head in the direction of the town. The once barely breathing streets wer
serves for life, for truth, and for status. Its chief use for life is sustenance for the soul; for truth, is in finding one's true self; and for status, is the feeling of greatest importance. To spend too much time in love is lust; to use it too much for truth is fantasy; to demand status is unjust. Wasteful people squander love, ignorant people abuse it, and reasonable people cherish it. Love not to question and order, nor to beg and plead, nor to feign and desire, but to honor and be equal. Demanding maketh a desperate person, controlling a spoiled person, and loving a true person. So if a person's heart be stolen, let him search the ends of the earth for its thief, if his heart be damaged in the process, let him begin the mending with a new. Amor est spiritus qui nos alet. So every heart may find safe harbor in true love.
Widening the GapWe're so in tune with each other. The rhythm we move to is perfectly in sync. We can feel the beat so deep within our souls that are movements are innate.
There's never any questioning or second guessing.
It takes years to build skill and trust like this. With one fluid motion the bows are drawn across the strings and the ost beautiful melodies are created.
It's days like these that magic is created.
Please tell me where the magic and trust has gone. Evaporated in the air forever. Gone for an unknown amount of time.
The music is still made, but the passion is over. That unspoken bond between stand partners is no longer a safe one...
But the silence is sure strong.
Good-Bye My AngelI guess this is a formal good-bye. We never really had one did we? I can't blame you for that though. You had to leave and I had my own life to deal with. I think about you often though. Never doubt that.
Thinking back on it, you took a while to trust me. I never pushed you. I understood your fear of new people. My heart skipped a beat when you climbed into my lap for the first time and rested your head on my knee. It started from there, didn't it?
God must have known I needed an angel.
So He sent me you.
YOu wagged your tail so feriously every time you saw me that your whole body would shake. If I didn't play fetch with you, you go crabby and shoved one of your slime covered balls into my heart. You would've kept on playing till your heart burst. Wouldn't you? And if I ever dared to stop petting you, I would find you sitting in my lap, demanding for an explanation. I couldn't help but laugh at you. It was after all quite adorable.
I'm sorry I wasn't there when you left. You held on so
One YearJust a note for you, Love...
Words cannot quite express how this past
year has made me feel. The laughs, the smiles,
the hugs, the kisses. They all became part of the
wonder that is you. My world lit up that night I met
you. One year later, that light is shining brighter than ever.
You promised me forever with a feather-light kiss
and calmed all of my fears with a strong embrace.
For the past year you were my shoulder to cry on,
my late night phone call just to chat, my avid movie
watching companion, my "singing to the steering wheel"
band mate, my fellow dedicated sports fan. But most of all...my best friend.
The holes in my heart have been healed and I can
say it has never beat so soundly in my life. You've
worked your way into my heart.
And it's somewhere you will always stay.
Would You?Can you feel the sunlight on the
dark side of the moon?
Or catch the beauty of a rainbow
from the sky?
Would a humming bird still flutter,
Or the rain continue to fall,
If all the flowers in the world ceased
Can you feel the thunder of the
ocean in your soul?
Or catch the magic stardust from
a comet flying by?
Would you take my hand,
Or hold me close at night,
If I promised you forever with
all of the love in my heart?
Laugh and jump around
Clap your hands to the beat
It doesn't matter who you are
Spin and twirl
Forget all of your worries
So I'm in love with this person that treats me just right.
I can't help but smile at the thought.
To think it's been nearly eight months.
I swear it was just yesterday when we met.
My friends think we're amazing,
And believe it can last.
I have no doubt in my mind.
I've fallen 100%.
four.you told me you loved me today
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so i admitted that
you make want me
Love Hurts (Matt X Tord) pt. 5
"where are we going?" Matt asked, Tord smiled, "you'll see." He then handed Matt a gun. "w- whats this for?"
"just bring it along."
Matt shruged and followed.
Matt and Tord went downtown where it was night and glommy. Tord and Matt hid behind a wall, that was next to a liquor store. "what are we doing?" Matt asked. Tord kissed him, "dont be scared, just follow my lead" The two both put on a mask. and went in.
"DRIVE! DRIVE!" Matt screamed. Tord did, the two went back to their camping area. Tord laughed as he landed the bed, "Matt that was so fun!" Matt didnt smile, "WE ALMOST GOT KILLED!" Tord chuckled. Matt eyes begin to flood with tears "ITS NOT FUNNY, TORD!" he cried. Tord stopped and walked over to Matt, "but we didn't." Matt sniffed, "thats not helping."
Tord hugged Matt on the back, "i- im sorry, Matt. I thought we could've tried something new." Matt still sobbed, "please stop crying" Tord tolled him. "i- i cant" Matt sniffed, "cause i do
The Song of the Bullet-BridesJust like a flower pinned neatly on her chest -
red as a poppy of solemn remembrance,
slightly off-center towards her left breast -
the seal of love that promptly sealed her fate
gleams as she sleeps on her bed of romance
kissed by the frost and blanketed by snow...
Into her embrace, soon follows her mate,
and from their union, new flowers will grow
when the ice withdraws and the birds of spring
the sweet song of the bullet-brides will sing.
Love Hurts (Matt X Tord) pt 2 During their break in school, Edd raced to his friends. "Hey guys!" he told them, Matt smiled, "Edd!" i need to tell you something!" "what about us?" Tom asked. Matt thought "Edd will tell you guys later" he told them, then took edd behind a tree.
"what is it?" Edd asked, Matt smiled, "i think im in love!" he said but not too loud. "Really?" Edd said, "with who?" Matt bit his lip, "uh... well we ment last night, i was getting mugged-"
"WHAT?!" Edd cut him off, Matt sighed, "then he saved my life, i dont know his name, buuuut, i feel in love with him" Edd facepalm then looked at his friend, "its not love when you dont know his name and saves your life. Its called being a friend" Matt scoffed, "it is so called love, it was love, Edd. Love!" Edd sighed, "eh, okay?"
The two came back, Paul and Tom were talking about girls, Edd decided to join in. Matt felt weird but stayed with his friends. "psst" a voice said. Matt looked around. There at the gate benches was a hand tell
Love Hurts (Matt X Tord) pt. 1 Matt is a ginger. A 14 year old ginger. That has a secret. A secret that he hasn't told any of his friends. Not Tom, Paul, or Edd. But today was the day when he was going to give it up.
Tom sighed as he sat down next to his friends, Matt gulped as he saw his friends sitting down waiting for him. He finally sighed, "alright" he said jittery, "i- i dont want any of you to get mad. O- or hate me. But i need to tell you something that i hid from you three for a very long time." Matt took a deep breath and finally spit it out, "i- im gay." The three of his friends all looked at each other, jaw opened, confussed, or with an 'what the hell?' look. Edd coughed and stood up, "uh.... we dont hate you, Matt o- or mad. We're just shooked."
Tom sighed, "at least he said it to us, before we found out our selves" Edd nodded. Paul rubbed the back of his neck, "i- its fine with me" he smiled. Matt did the biggest smile ever "THANKYOUSOMUCHGUYS!ILOVEYOUALL!" Matt saw their faces of what he s
AskingThey all ask for you after the end.
But somehow we have a beginning.
This was a complete accident.
It wasn't supposed to be like this.
I was supposed to be like them,
Asking for you.
I don't want that anymore.
But now you're asking for me.
And I'm terrified.
Four EW fanfiction pt. 1
As usaual Edd and his three friends sat on their one couch watching TV. "Hey everyone!" Matt said, "remember how we all meet?" The three thought for a moment. "i do" Tord said smiling. "Me too" Edd said, Tom shruged, "same." Matt smiled, "if only we could go back in time-" Suddenly a portal out of no where and out came their future selfs.
"we are you from the year 20-" Future Matt got cut off by Future Tom landing where they were at. "anyways" he continued, "one of you have to come with us to save our future."
The four looked at each, "whyyyyyy?" they asked at the same time. Future Edd cut in, "because it ruins your friendship, Tord leaves, Tom's gets boring, Matt gets vainer, and Edd. You die."
Edd was about to gasp, until, "wait, if i die, how come your alive?" Future Edd stopped, "uh... cause... Thats not important!"
"so.... where do we go back in time?" Tom asked. Future Tord said, "well if you listen for once, you would know" Tord smiled, "we g
LostFar away was a block or two
Far away was until I met you
You were across the state, I didn't care
My feelings for you were beyond compare
And now you're flying across the nation
Leaving here, so there you will station
I wish you wouldn't go away
I have never felt so far away
UntitledI take a drag from
His cigarette, and
The burn feels like
I taste a smooth drink
From his Sauvignon Blanc
And flashback to summer nights
With tequila and drunken giggles
And remembering just how much
Younger you were than me.
His eyes- filled with that glimmer
A man only gains with experience
Inside a woman's lingerie-
Are never as satisfying as yours were.
Every unfamiliar curve of my body
Amazed you and every gasp and moan
You managed to draw from my mouth
Made you smile like you just
Discovered magic does exist.
If you left any marks
You apologized as if you'd
Spilt water on the Mona Lisa.
As well as he treats me, and
As jealous as all of my friends are,
He pales in comparison to the way
We discovered each other and how
The blue of your eyes became
My ocean that summer.
19 BeatsJust listen to my heart and feel the steady beats.
One. Two. Three. Four. Five.
The rhythm will never change.
Six. Seven. Eight. Nine. Ten.
As long as you are here with me.
Eleven. Twelve. Thirteen. Fourteen. Fifteen.
You steadied the pattern and patched up the holes.
Sixteen. Seventeen. Eighteen.
My life began again when we said "Hello"
Nine TimesI saw him nine times.
The first time we were both sitting in the room together, getting ready to take the math test that would determine our placement. I was scatterbrained and throwing things around, trying to find the pencils that I had known I would need but had still just tossed in my purse. He was lounging backwards in his chair, looking for all the world as though he didn’t have a single care in the world, including the upcoming test. It annoyed me, that I was frantic and ready to scream, while someone else could be that relaxed.
I tested out of the class.
I don’t know if he did.
The second time I saw him, it was a few months after I arrived on campus. He was the one rushing and frantic this time, running across the square. He was probably late for class, though I had no way of knowing for sure. I was already lost in my own thoughts and ideas, deciding on my major and convincing people that yes, this is what I really want to do with my life. If they weren
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