Thread:Snarky Holophrasis/@comment-25436661-20160319185024

hi don't mind me I have nowhere else to stick this

The quaking tremor of my hands were a dead giveaway to my flustered self.

I couldn’t help it. My cheeks were flushed, as pale as pale could get on a person who wasn’t white in skin colour.

It was as if another being had taken control of me- as if there were strings attached to my arms and legs and whatever created words, which someone was playing with so that they bounced around, bumbling and awkward.

No step I took seemed to be my own- I wondered if I was walking on a plate of stars, with the worst yet to come as soon as I hit the ground after slipping off the edge.

But I never fell.

Your eyes. Pixelated eyes, brown eyes. I couldn’t get them out of my head. Those were the strings- my thoughts, my cheek-flushingly romantic thoughts. But you- you were the first who saw beyond my stumbling puppet-esque exterior, to something else beneath the surface.

When all is dark and daylight ends, this will live forever. Maybe we won’t- in a 100, a 1000, years we’ll wither to ash. All that’ll be left is memories- in every ounce of sunlight, every splash of rainwater on my rickety windowsill, we exist. As two, as one.

Us. 