The things we see in movies and read it books, the scenes that show love and words of poets …. make a hopeless romantic of us all. In those scenes in those words, there are hero’s and people who have as much courage as they do love. That’s the different … in reality people have love but no courage or bravery. In movies, books and poems they are hero’s in love. In reality people are cowards who are too scared to accept their true love and destiny.


A name

The things I love are the things that I marked that I left such a impression on that I claimed as mine. The beautiful blank page which I turned into poetry… the picture in which spoke…. there’s so many things. But the things I love the most are the way I have affected people with influence. From encouraging a career to renaming a guy because I didn’t like his first name, as it didn’t have two syllables. Just one syllable. I renamed him using his surname, and he only needs one name because the name I named him is so cool. And I know that whenever another girl calls him Connor, he will always associate it with me… even when it comes from another girls lips. When it is spoke in a different voice or murmured in moans of sex.:. She will be calling the man who goes by the name I gave him, because it still reminds him of me. By claiming someone and renaming them they always belong. And just hearing his voice and recently … and him finding time to speak with me considering how busy he’s been just shows how much we still mean to one another … and I love how he says that the way I say his name is something he has missed so much …


What she doesn’t realise what she lacks is the knowledge and intelligence to know she is temporary….. as he is coming back home. His voice and feelings haven’t changed and he still breathes life wishing for me.