Stop This…
she’s here…
I can feel it…
I even have trails of a memory from the last two days…
But then she’s not…
Yet I’m sure she is here…
As if I was crossing into another dimension…
A parallel world… Where she exists…
I can vaguely remember her…
Something is trying to break into my brain…
I can feel it behind me…
And I know it shall strike soon…
I just know I was happy…
But I don’t really know who she is…
I’m waking myself up in my wake…
She’s a heaviness on my heart and in my brain…
I don’t want to sleep for she’s not in my dreams…
My memory is failing me again…
As my space is limited by my own monsters…
This is what I mean…
And it makes no sense to me…
Yet I’m sure she’s here…
M
Beautiful! <3
H.Q.
I think I know who she was… I just didn’t imagine she could become so real…
M
I thought of you today…
H.Q.
…and so did I
M
I dreamed about you last night…
Maria Calendar Queen
I cannot wait to write with you….To be your Calendar Queen..<3
H.Q.
I’m counting seconds as I watch myself counting seconds… I know it will take time, but I’m enjoying every single instant of it…
There are fires that need to be put out first, once the blinding heat turns into a calming cool breeze, the clock will strike thirteen, and two minds will unite into a pen, as two hearts unite into a shining bright sheet of recycled paper, and there, history will be recreated, and a new surreal story of fives and squirrel wings will be sketchpadded… <3