Remember that time we were only thirteen,
The first time I met you, you made me believe
In castles in the sky, and people in the sea,
Your beautiful mind in all of its majesty;
Remember that time, we were fresh out of school,
Ignorant and young, no regard for the rules,
We snuck down to the lake, and took back a few,
And together we slept, my arms warm around you
I'm standing here at the edge of reality,
Darling, please don't feel obliged to follow me,
Just close your eyes, it'll be over soon,
Goodbye, my dear, I will always love you;
Whatever lay beyond dear, where ever it may be,
Whether Heaven or Hell remains yet to be seen,
Journal entry twelve: 10-25-13 by Oliver-Winterborne, literature
Literature
Journal entry twelve: 10-25-13
I write this entry in the shadow of grave events. Luna may be in danger, the cause of this malignancy is not yet known to me. I will continue to study the happenings surrounding the initial event, but first I believe it might be beneficial to record the events so that I may study them in detail should I need to review them in the future.
We had decided that we will begin studying the Hrwen'ayin culture parallel to our studies of their biology and their physical environment. We decided to start by looking into their familial relationships, how they are structured, and what their nuclear family life consists of, as well as other aspects; there
Tourniquet For My Heart by Oliver-Winterborne, literature
Literature
Tourniquet For My Heart
I walk through endless fields of faces,
Dull grey faces, swiftly passing without a glance,
On a way to some destination that I do not know;
I walk on through this stream of faces,
Until one of them turns to look,
Her eyes meeting mine;
We knew there was something there,
Something unspoken,
Something you can not touch,
Only feel...
I grasped her hand tightly,
And we let the current of faces take us...
She took me to a house of mirrors;
I saw wondrous things;
Wonderful people who spoke with words sweet as honey,
And a place that I could call home;
But soon I tripped and broke the mirrors,
Revealing what they hid;
A secret so d
Remember that time we were only thirteen,
The first time I met you, you made me believe
In castles in the sky, and people in the sea,
Your beautiful mind in all of its majesty;
Remember that time, we were fresh out of school,
Ignorant and young, no regard for the rules,
We snuck down to the lake, and took back a few,
And together we slept, my arms warm around you
I'm standing here at the edge of reality,
Darling, please don't feel obliged to follow me,
Just close your eyes, it'll be over soon,
Goodbye, my dear, I will always love you;
Whatever lay beyond dear, where ever it may be,
Whether Heaven or Hell remains yet to be seen,
Journal entry twelve: 10-25-13 by Oliver-Winterborne, literature
Literature
Journal entry twelve: 10-25-13
I write this entry in the shadow of grave events. Luna may be in danger, the cause of this malignancy is not yet known to me. I will continue to study the happenings surrounding the initial event, but first I believe it might be beneficial to record the events so that I may study them in detail should I need to review them in the future.
We had decided that we will begin studying the Hrwen'ayin culture parallel to our studies of their biology and their physical environment. We decided to start by looking into their familial relationships, how they are structured, and what their nuclear family life consists of, as well as other aspects; there
Tourniquet For My Heart by Oliver-Winterborne, literature
Literature
Tourniquet For My Heart
I walk through endless fields of faces,
Dull grey faces, swiftly passing without a glance,
On a way to some destination that I do not know;
I walk on through this stream of faces,
Until one of them turns to look,
Her eyes meeting mine;
We knew there was something there,
Something unspoken,
Something you can not touch,
Only feel...
I grasped her hand tightly,
And we let the current of faces take us...
She took me to a house of mirrors;
I saw wondrous things;
Wonderful people who spoke with words sweet as honey,
And a place that I could call home;
But soon I tripped and broke the mirrors,
Revealing what they hid;
A secret so d
Her
I don't know what brought her into my life,
And I hope that nothing ever makes her leave;
I know that nothing is forever,
But right now, that's hard to believe...
For, without her, where would I be?
Without her delicate hands,
Holding mine, guiding me along my way,
And letting me know that someone's there,
Someons who cares and someone who loves me...
Where would I be?
Without her beautiful smile,
That would make me smile too, whereyer I would be,
Whether I was just having a bad day,
Or in the pits of Hell, in great agony. . .
Where would I be?
Without her warm embrace,
That would make all my troubles flee,
And I could j
Hi everybody,I'm Oliver Winterborne :) I'm 22 years old and i live in Iceland, alone, although i plan on adopting a daughter after i graduate from college. I am attending college for Astrophysics, although i am also interested in computer programming and nuclear physics. In My free time i like to write creative writing pieces, draw, listen to music, browse dA and hack at my pc and ipod. Feel free to browse my gallery and favorites, comments are more than welcome :)
Hey there! Hope to see you entering in the Theme of the Month contest for #APictureToA1000Words! Earn an honorable mention in our journal and bragging rights! Look out for next month, because a point reward may be in your future! Hope to see your entry, darling. Check out the journal entry [link] Good luck!
I'm not very good with writing about a chosen subject....i more just work with whatever is inspiring me at the time...maybe the next one will inspire me