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read thanks to anyone who dose ) A Unspoken Romance (1)
He lived local to his school he wasn't the smartest. but always had this intelligence that very few people could understand. A sort of charm rapt quietly into his insignificant life he understands who he was and what he wants its simple love. The most universal of all things. To him love is more then a romance more then sex more then love for fellow man he thought love was much more in his understanding love was everything he wanted to understand what love is and his plan was to look for it. With any grate story this one started with a girl. He sits in the corner of the school canteen his back agent the wall his legs comfortable leaning ageist an empty chare. He is aware of noting but the words in his book and the sounds resonating from his I pod. In school he is what he calls "free" he sees the school around him as a new born would. The school looks a grayish yellow providing a moderately depressing sight found anywhere in Dublin city. In his world only a few faces exist even if there were roughly six hundred of them. There's one he never fails to notice wither it his intention or not. they talk for a while bought feeling insecure he wants noting more then to press his lips angst hers and she wants noting more then embrace it. A social code the will never allow such simplistic and realistic love. He in his mind understands it .she in hers lives by it. They say goodbye and move on. feeling tired he allows the day to pass on like a leaf streaming in the wind only to come to reality to the bell knelling class to a close. Through to same state of drifting he waits for the bus only to be alerted by the movement of the other children in anticipation. On the bus he can feel himself drifting away he spends sometime looking out the window watch the life around him. Until this new face comes into his world. They bought try to avoid eye contact sometimes awarkedly drifting on to one another. They never speak nr acknowledge each others existence but they feel a simple love for one another. His steps off the bus the surroundings dark the air seems fresh a comforting breeze dances off his face as he walks home. He opens his front door saying "hallow" only to be answered by the silence of the house. Climbing to steps he sits in his room switches on the t.v slowly and aware he allows himself to drift off embracing the pillow as it were some child falling asleep with its teddy .he closes his eyes and switches off
Warmth (2)
He's dreaming. He's on a beach just lying there confident and happy in his world..... Slowly a black mist envelopes his world changing to the realization his eyes are closed with the same pessimistic awareness shared by every school child he slowly prepared himself for the coming day. Taking comfort in the music he listened to he opens the front door. He walks to the local shop as he dose every day the picks the same packet of gum as he dose everyday giving the Clark a greeting gesture in the form of a nod. He stands in wait for the bus for a while. He watches a flock of birds glide by with a since of envy he watches them pass by and disappear into the hills. He finds himself standing on a half empty bus looking out to the familiar every day sightings. Contemplating the day ahead of him time looses its meaning a half an hour bus jury feels like day. In this serenity he finds himself at home agene. This day ended and a new one began. He steps off the bus. the air has a chill to it. he notes the same face as he dose every day the feeling the she gives off makes him forget about the cold and surprisingly smile. With empathy smiles back at him with a small indication of blushing. It was a strange coincidence to meat her here. She waits for him to walk to her. They began to walk to towards to school the same way they always do there walking past the alleyway when suddenly she grabs his hands. She turns him and leans up and they kiss. they bought take comfort in the warmth provided by the embrace. They look into one another and smile they have an other prolonged kiss before they continue to school. Slowly drift apart she joining into the ranks of her friends he losing himself in the words of his book and the sounds of his I pod. He finds for the rest of the day unable to drift into his word with the constant thought of a seconds romance rushing through him.
The Surge (3)
The kids in his class understand he's different. With a sort of respect they grant him the right to be an individual they allow the distance he requires. He lives in his world. They in there's. Lunch time he finds himself in the same defensive stance his back ageist the wall feet comfortably lead ageist a empty chare. Feeling secure he continues into his world. Becoming evermore unaware of his monotonous surroundings. He wonders his word lost in the endless dreams and contemplation of love. Only to drift back into reality in realization of the ending brake. He sees his mind as a vast ocean that he is compelled to explore. When waiting out side his next class he sees her. The feelings that had subsided earlier that day exploded in an eruption of a light headed feeling and a surge run through out his entire body. Causing him to turn away. This surge ran through his body with out fail with every thought. Lust ran through him which could only be described as a fire burning within him his hart beating heavily he feels his hole body warm his breath at a fast past .he takes a bottle of water from his bag and drinks creating a coming effect . With this moment over he feels his self control return. He finds it hard to return to his state of drifting. Which as a prolonging effect on the day. The final bell sounds. He picks up his books places them in his bag the teacher giving him a pleasant smile as they walk out. At his locker he sees her waiting for him. She smiles but with a since of anticipation. They continue the walk home the way they usually do. They come to the alleyway were they normally part. She looks at him bighting her lower lip with out word pushes herself agenst him. leaning in and kissing him comfortably placing her hands over his shoulders him placing his on her waist. They bought want time to stop and for this moment to never end. They can feel each others smiles as they kiss. Totally lost in one another. Only realizing that bought of them were late when she receives a phone call from her father inquiring into her absence. They quickly exchange numbers and kiss for a short while longer and say goodbye holding hands they only letting go as the distance grows to large between them.
his world (4)
There he stud waiting. Totally lost in his word. He feels new depths of thought allmost paralyzing his since of reality He is unreachable. Even when he steps on the bus he sees no one no familiar facieses notices none of the familiar sights his concise body in a state of auto polite. He's wilfully trap in time. Streaming the same moment in time as if it was the only one in existence. He is freed by a light nudge and a hallo sounding more like a question then a greeting. When this face spoke his name he name immediately recognized the vice. An x girl friend he went out with years ago at first he fund the meeting awkward. Slowly easing into conversation he found himself strangely enjoying it. Momentarily forgetting about his short romance. With out sounding flirtatious but rather in a casual way she asks for his number. Him smiling as he rights it on her hand. They talk for a while longer. He comes to his stop. He turns and smiles as the bus continues its journey. At home he lies in bed unable to brake his smile. He tells himself he is in love. Is he?. he feels his phone vibrate and make its familiar sound. Its from her. It simply said "I actually love you" accompanied a smiley face almost instantly texting "I think I might love you to ,night night" again accompanied by smiley face. He finds it easy to fall asleep. Embracing the pillow he sails off to his world exploring these new depths
Twilight (5)
He wakes up to a Friday morning. Not warm but a sunny morning. With the depressing twilight that is all to conmen to Tallaght gone. also did that pessimistic awareness that dominates his wakening hours. His morning route seems almost relaxing. He is coherent in his mind. On the bus he notices the normal dull sight of Dublin seems to have reform its self into a bright city teaming with vibrant life. He walks to school alone. The solitude found in this morning is unlike anything familiar to the city. At school he finds more faces then he normally recognize. He doesn't lose himself in his own word instead embraces everyone else's. His day in school is spent floating by his brakes flirtatiously bumping hands with his new fund love sending them bought into uncontrollable smiling. The school day seems to take an hour. One of the first out the door there she was standing at his locker. They wait for everyone to leave as she grabs him evidently whispering " I love you" him doing the same but Shorty kiss her neck after. They bought walking together they arrange to meet up during the weekend. They kiss and hold hands and walk on saying goodbye as they separate. Walking on towards his bus stop he hears her call his name. he turns to her running into his arms kissing him one last time. They find it unable to separate for the next half an hour. Agent only to be broken by the angrily call of her father. They kiss. Him barely catching the 65B as she waves goodbye. His day seemed changed the word seemed changed or was it his own world that changed? he contemplates the question.
Dear not to present me bounders nor limits for i stride to brake them for my dreams are,will be as real as any reality ~Graham Mcgarth~ (T.M lol)
o and its called "grahams lil daydream"
He lived local to his school he wasn't the smartest. but always had this intelligence that very few people could understand. A sort of charm rapt quietly into his insignificant life he understands who he was and what he wants its simple love. The most universal of all things. To him love is more then a romance more then sex more then love for fellow man he thought love was much more in his understanding love was everything he wanted to understand what love is and his plan was to look for it. With any grate story this one started with a girl. He sits in the corner of the school canteen his back agent the wall his legs comfortable leaning ageist an empty chare. He is aware of noting but the words in his book and the sounds resonating from his I pod. In school he is what he calls "free" he sees the school around him as a new born would. The school looks a grayish yellow providing a moderately depressing sight found anywhere in Dublin city. In his world only a few faces exist even if there were roughly six hundred of them. There's one he never fails to notice wither it his intention or not. they talk for a while bought feeling insecure he wants noting more then to press his lips angst hers and she wants noting more then embrace it. A social code the will never allow such simplistic and realistic love. He in his mind understands it .she in hers lives by it. They say goodbye and move on. feeling tired he allows the day to pass on like a leaf streaming in the wind only to come to reality to the bell knelling class to a close. Through to same state of drifting he waits for the bus only to be alerted by the movement of the other children in anticipation. On the bus he can feel himself drifting away he spends sometime looking out the window watch the life around him. Until this new face comes into his world. They bought try to avoid eye contact sometimes awarkedly drifting on to one another. They never speak nr acknowledge each others existence but they feel a simple love for one another. His steps off the bus the surroundings dark the air seems fresh a comforting breeze dances off his face as he walks home. He opens his front door saying "hallow" only to be answered by the silence of the house. Climbing to steps he sits in his room switches on the t.v slowly and aware he allows himself to drift off embracing the pillow as it were some child falling asleep with its teddy .he closes his eyes and switches off
Warmth (2)
He's dreaming. He's on a beach just lying there confident and happy in his world..... Slowly a black mist envelopes his world changing to the realization his eyes are closed with the same pessimistic awareness shared by every school child he slowly prepared himself for the coming day. Taking comfort in the music he listened to he opens the front door. He walks to the local shop as he dose every day the picks the same packet of gum as he dose everyday giving the Clark a greeting gesture in the form of a nod. He stands in wait for the bus for a while. He watches a flock of birds glide by with a since of envy he watches them pass by and disappear into the hills. He finds himself standing on a half empty bus looking out to the familiar every day sightings. Contemplating the day ahead of him time looses its meaning a half an hour bus jury feels like day. In this serenity he finds himself at home agene. This day ended and a new one began. He steps off the bus. the air has a chill to it. he notes the same face as he dose every day the feeling the she gives off makes him forget about the cold and surprisingly smile. With empathy smiles back at him with a small indication of blushing. It was a strange coincidence to meat her here. She waits for him to walk to her. They began to walk to towards to school the same way they always do there walking past the alleyway when suddenly she grabs his hands. She turns him and leans up and they kiss. they bought take comfort in the warmth provided by the embrace. They look into one another and smile they have an other prolonged kiss before they continue to school. Slowly drift apart she joining into the ranks of her friends he losing himself in the words of his book and the sounds of his I pod. He finds for the rest of the day unable to drift into his word with the constant thought of a seconds romance rushing through him.
The Surge (3)
The kids in his class understand he's different. With a sort of respect they grant him the right to be an individual they allow the distance he requires. He lives in his world. They in there's. Lunch time he finds himself in the same defensive stance his back ageist the wall feet comfortably lead ageist a empty chare. Feeling secure he continues into his world. Becoming evermore unaware of his monotonous surroundings. He wonders his word lost in the endless dreams and contemplation of love. Only to drift back into reality in realization of the ending brake. He sees his mind as a vast ocean that he is compelled to explore. When waiting out side his next class he sees her. The feelings that had subsided earlier that day exploded in an eruption of a light headed feeling and a surge run through out his entire body. Causing him to turn away. This surge ran through his body with out fail with every thought. Lust ran through him which could only be described as a fire burning within him his hart beating heavily he feels his hole body warm his breath at a fast past .he takes a bottle of water from his bag and drinks creating a coming effect . With this moment over he feels his self control return. He finds it hard to return to his state of drifting. Which as a prolonging effect on the day. The final bell sounds. He picks up his books places them in his bag the teacher giving him a pleasant smile as they walk out. At his locker he sees her waiting for him. She smiles but with a since of anticipation. They continue the walk home the way they usually do. They come to the alleyway were they normally part. She looks at him bighting her lower lip with out word pushes herself agenst him. leaning in and kissing him comfortably placing her hands over his shoulders him placing his on her waist. They bought want time to stop and for this moment to never end. They can feel each others smiles as they kiss. Totally lost in one another. Only realizing that bought of them were late when she receives a phone call from her father inquiring into her absence. They quickly exchange numbers and kiss for a short while longer and say goodbye holding hands they only letting go as the distance grows to large between them.
his world (4)
There he stud waiting. Totally lost in his word. He feels new depths of thought allmost paralyzing his since of reality He is unreachable. Even when he steps on the bus he sees no one no familiar facieses notices none of the familiar sights his concise body in a state of auto polite. He's wilfully trap in time. Streaming the same moment in time as if it was the only one in existence. He is freed by a light nudge and a hallo sounding more like a question then a greeting. When this face spoke his name he name immediately recognized the vice. An x girl friend he went out with years ago at first he fund the meeting awkward. Slowly easing into conversation he found himself strangely enjoying it. Momentarily forgetting about his short romance. With out sounding flirtatious but rather in a casual way she asks for his number. Him smiling as he rights it on her hand. They talk for a while longer. He comes to his stop. He turns and smiles as the bus continues its journey. At home he lies in bed unable to brake his smile. He tells himself he is in love. Is he?. he feels his phone vibrate and make its familiar sound. Its from her. It simply said "I actually love you" accompanied a smiley face almost instantly texting "I think I might love you to ,night night" again accompanied by smiley face. He finds it easy to fall asleep. Embracing the pillow he sails off to his world exploring these new depths
Twilight (5)
He wakes up to a Friday morning. Not warm but a sunny morning. With the depressing twilight that is all to conmen to Tallaght gone. also did that pessimistic awareness that dominates his wakening hours. His morning route seems almost relaxing. He is coherent in his mind. On the bus he notices the normal dull sight of Dublin seems to have reform its self into a bright city teaming with vibrant life. He walks to school alone. The solitude found in this morning is unlike anything familiar to the city. At school he finds more faces then he normally recognize. He doesn't lose himself in his own word instead embraces everyone else's. His day in school is spent floating by his brakes flirtatiously bumping hands with his new fund love sending them bought into uncontrollable smiling. The school day seems to take an hour. One of the first out the door there she was standing at his locker. They wait for everyone to leave as she grabs him evidently whispering " I love you" him doing the same but Shorty kiss her neck after. They bought walking together they arrange to meet up during the weekend. They kiss and hold hands and walk on saying goodbye as they separate. Walking on towards his bus stop he hears her call his name. he turns to her running into his arms kissing him one last time. They find it unable to separate for the next half an hour. Agent only to be broken by the angrily call of her father. They kiss. Him barely catching the 65B as she waves goodbye. His day seemed changed the word seemed changed or was it his own world that changed? he contemplates the question.
Dear not to present me bounders nor limits for i stride to brake them for my dreams are,will be as real as any reality ~Graham Mcgarth~ (T.M lol)
o and its called "grahams lil daydream"