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Like fire and ice. I feel every heartbeat that pulses through that galaxy in your veins, the super novas and red dwarfs and asteroid fields and diamond planets that crisscross the expanse of stars that have formed your person. Ground shattering revelations make me quake in delight, lighting up the night sky in my eyes. The shade of blue that flashes through my memory, and all those times you didn't say what I wanted you to say but I told myself that you said it through your body, every time you took my hand.
And there we stood, a lifetime stretching between us, but a brush of fingertips away on a lonesome splash of crumbled sand, the waves rolling in like a sigh from the beginning of time. I felt my heart aching and burning up like the sun, my whole being longing to fly to you, but you were just energy - a moment in between two worlds that let me tell you I love you. I never wanted you to be alone. I wanted to live out my short life beside your everlasting self, consumed by nothing but my one desire to be your companion for as long as I lived. I never told you, throughout the dangers and perils, the tears and the travel, the laughter and the memories. I had wanted so badly to hear you, the man who traveled far and wide, the god who lived through time itself, the only person to have seen what I had saw every time I stepped outside those doors with your hand in mine - I wanted to hear you say that I was too right to love you, that I'd be daft if I didn't, and most of all I wanted to hear you tell me you loved me back. All those lifetimes, all those people, all those adventures - and you loved me.
And now here I am, light years away, and your name on my lips. And I still love you, 'til time takes me back for itself.
And there we stood, a lifetime stretching between us, but a brush of fingertips away on a lonesome splash of crumbled sand, the waves rolling in like a sigh from the beginning of time. I felt my heart aching and burning up like the sun, my whole being longing to fly to you, but you were just energy - a moment in between two worlds that let me tell you I love you. I never wanted you to be alone. I wanted to live out my short life beside your everlasting self, consumed by nothing but my one desire to be your companion for as long as I lived. I never told you, throughout the dangers and perils, the tears and the travel, the laughter and the memories. I had wanted so badly to hear you, the man who traveled far and wide, the god who lived through time itself, the only person to have seen what I had saw every time I stepped outside those doors with your hand in mine - I wanted to hear you say that I was too right to love you, that I'd be daft if I didn't, and most of all I wanted to hear you tell me you loved me back. All those lifetimes, all those people, all those adventures - and you loved me.
And now here I am, light years away, and your name on my lips. And I still love you, 'til time takes me back for itself.
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Depression Is
Depression is a monster made up of endless hands that only reach out to drag you deeper. Hiding underneath the bed, waiting for the perfect moment to smother you. It’s smoke closing in, caustic fumes inside a closed room. It’s a gun none can outrun, Wild West, and you’re the saloon. Heavy shackles, a ball and chain weighing you down. It’s that feeling you’ve forgotten something, like turning off the stove and knowing there’s nothing you can do. It’s your car on a hill too steep to climb, and you’re rolling backward without brakes into oncoming traffic. It’s walking on broken glass barefoot. It wears a mask of your face, whispers in your ear that you don’t deserve to be here. It’s an object stuck in your throat, slowly choking you. Depression is thinking you’re alive until you notice no one can see or hear you, and the walls… you pass right through. It’s an ocean to a sinking ship, salvation so far out of reach. Sometimes, it’s a stalker watching from the window, waiting to make their move. Depression is a giant crushing everything below. A shark circling your bleeding feet in freezing waters. It’s a ceiling of spikes bearing down until you’re bled dry and your bones give out. A colorless world without warmth or sound. It’s endless rain and unbearable pain from a fatal wound that cannot be mended. It’s a villain, a menace and the reason too many lives have ended. Depression is…
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So In-Love With My Jesus
I can't believe how long I've gone,
Without feeling You're here,
I thought I'd die, I thought I'd fall,
But You made Your presence clear,
You tested me,
That I would follow what I know,
And I believe,
That You are here when You don't show,
And I will say,
That You're alive 'cause it's a fact,
And I proclaim,
That You're my Lord; I'm never going back,
I've come too far and walked too long,
And there's no way that I can say,
I never felt You by my side,
You always heard me when I prayed,
I know You're here within myself,
And that You love me more than life,
I want to breathe You into me,
Like rain on a hot mid-summers night,
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A bit of a Doctor Who piece.
I love this show way too much.
I love this show way too much.
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For a work inspired by Doctor Who, this was jaw droppingly amazing. What an exquisite piece of writing. I can still remember the first time I saw that scene on the beach. Very moving and you managed to capture that so well here.