"The person who wrote this Permitted me to post it But only on the premise That I keep the name anonymous" Letter To A Lover I’m writing this knowing that you probably won’t read it, and even if you did, you sure as hell won’t bring it up, so win-win for me. I get it … Continue reading Obsession
It can be the most beautiful spectrum of life, the most colourful aspect of every silhouette. It can be the most devastating pain, the most stabbing of truths unraveled at the speed of light. It can be the most thrilling ride, filled with highs and lows, ups and downs, resets and continuation. It can be … Continue reading It
He was a trendsetter. He wrote about himself, and they all wrote about him. So he wrote about her, and they all wrote about her. Then he wrote about them, and they all left. None the readier. MG 21.2.17
Perhaps one day we'll meet again In the sky or in the sea. And though it was water that washed us away T'was the winds that blew you to me... I love you, but I couldn't save you. Only you can save yourself, darling, and what breaks my heart... is that you don't even … Continue reading Lost Love
(Creative writing: 2016) "If you're sick of everyone falling for you, stop being so bloody perfect then," she'd screamed at me, a sheer projection of inadequacy. * * * * * I know that feeling, I was young once, and I remember that insecurity. I also remember the effort it took to outgrow those feelings … Continue reading The Arguments We Forgot to Have
One day, our paths will cross again One day, our worlds will merge Day after day Readying the way Until the stars emerge From behind the clouds That sheltered you in the crowd You hid from the spotlight -- sunlight and moonlight But our journey is the same Our destination is nigh I took a … Continue reading Nothing Like You
Love... If chasing sunshine has taught me one thing, it's that opening your curtains means you can just let it come. (Generally, open curtains means a tidy room first...) * * * * * My experience of love is one that can be expressed on so many different levels. There is the love of the … Continue reading Love. More of It.
(Creative writing, REALLY old one from 2011. Darker writing, found it when I was going through old material.) --------- And as I lay dying, the sounds of the conspirators remind me of who I was supposed to become. It's never too late to be who you want to be, but watching the world pass by … Continue reading As I Lay Dying
The Curious Adventures of Gordan's Thoughts 