Year-Of-The-Cat-Girl

Time has left me unsure. I don't know anything anymore. How to act, how to think. How to choose the right words so that you'll know exactly what I mean. I once heard 'We can only communicate with words, And words often fail to communicate.' And if this is true, Which I know it is, How do I even stand a chance at getting you to understand me? Everything about me that you don't know has made me what I am. Because you see this isn't new for me, I know how this ends, I know how this will make me feel, Good and bad. But I'm scared, All the boys who threw me to the ground with their words, Those boys, so clearly communicating

Light streams from summer skies, Blazing in yellows, gold and reds, As the sun sets, Stars gleaming though the purple edges, Light breaking through the clouds, And shining in all the glory of love. Light hits the ground and makes it glow, It's radiance so pure, My heart swells with it all, With realisation that maybe, Just maybe it's not all over yet. Maybe it's not over. Because you smiled at me with the light, Of a million sunsets which blaze hotter, Than a thousand suns, And when you look at me I know, That there is a chance of something, Something that could make me blaze too. I've spent too many years wishing, So many

Into the Downpour Part 1 The rain was loud and annoying as it beat against the window of the train, making rivers of tears down the glass as the sky wept. I stared at these small rivers, watching them flow, trying to occupy my mind with the weaving water rather than the fact that I only had a few more minutes before I had to get off this train. My head hurt, but I didn’t want to take any more Nurofen than I had already, and besides, I had a feeling that the pain in my head wasn’t going to go away so easily. My head hurt from trying not to think about my brother and trying not to cry. I hadn’t seen my brother in almost a year,