Hi guys! I know it has been forever since I last wrote. I'm back though. and in the last two years, I've worked on my writing, improved a lot in fact. You all must've already noticed that. Today I'm sharing a piece from my writing account on Instagram. Really hope you all enjoy reading it.
Well I'm 15. I agree, the same teenager bullshit. I'm assuming you guys are tired of reading about heartbreak and love, but I believe our lives revolve around those. Our very existence is defined by how we bond with other humans, how we create relationships and how we name our affection as love. Love- a simple four letter word. A word that has brought the world on knees. A word that possesses a bundle of emotions and brings so many hopes and promises with it. And I think merely having a word to express such a heavenly feeling is unfair. This little word is used so often and so carelessly that it fails to hold its worth most times. Anyway, putting aside my opinions, I've managed to write a small piece, maybe something close to what it's actually like.
"She did find someone who knew her through the sound of her sobs, who loved her for being herself, who she could fall into comfortable silences with, who smiled at her innocence, who she called hers.
When she lost him though, (Isn't that always where it goes? I'm such a pessimist. LOL) she found poetry, she fell in love with nights, she forgot of the warmth of the sun and the beauty of the moon. She bled. Emotions, tears, words. But her heart was a silly survivor. Always falling, always shattering and yet, always beating."
There. If you could relate to this, I'm sure you would be interested in reading my other posts too. If you find sometime, check out my account through_sharpsntrebles on Instagram. Happy reading!