Fables and Revelations

I honestly haven’t been writing much of late, online and in my journal. It’s odd, almost like I just lost the drive to want to pen my thoughts. It could probably be a dry period, but every time I open my journal and picked up my pen, my mind runs a blank, like the open cloudless sky in the hot and humid afternoons in june. The gridlines in my journal seem to look like patterns on a fabric and I close my book. I recall some days I would be bursting with words, pages and pages of words. Of sweet memories, of lucid thoughts and pagan exploits. I made a new friend of late and I’ve been spending much time talking, discussing about people, passing thoughts and little monsters. Been feeling rather serene of late, like the calm waters of a midnight lake. Perhaps the late night company have helped soothe the tired and weary soul of a night traveller, swopping stories of life’s little adventures and unspoken journeys. Years have swam by since i had met another like this amiable friend, whose ben...

I swear this is gonna be like the ultimate love song for years to come .... Chasing Cars We'll do it all Everything On our own We don't need Anything Or anyone If I lay here If I just lay here Would you lie with me and just forget the world? I don't quite know How to say How I feel Those three words Are said too much They're not enough If I lay here If I just lie here Would you lay with me and just forget the world? Forget what we're told Before we get too old Show me a garden that's bursting into life Let's waste time Chasing cars Around our heads I need your grace To remind me To find my own If I lay here If I just lay here Would you lay with me and just forget the world? Forget what we're told Before we get too old Show me a garden that's bursting into life All that I am All that I ever was Is here in your perfect eyes, they're all I can see I don't know where Confused about how as well Just know that these things will never change for us ...