Feeling Of Loss We've all lost at something. Whether it be a game of fifa, or major competition. There's always a stomach splitting lump that rolls around like a lead ball bearing, making you slowly sick. Making breathing a chore, and inducing involuntary tears. But have you ever wondered what it's like to lose a woman, a man, a boy or girl. All of a sudden, the original feeling that haunts us all, is doubled by the feelings of another person. I love her. God knows I love her. She's not perfect. Of course she isn't. She's not spoilt like that. But in my opinion, she's as close as you can get. Her brown eyes, dark brunette hair, button nose, and subtle dimples, giving a forgivingly autumnal look, that just screams "walk in the park under the browned oak trees". Beneath her eye, just on her cheek, are two tiny kisses of individuality, that complete her stare like the signature on a fine piece of art. Their purpose, not to intrude, but to merely say, she's not like everyone else. A sea of foundation, and masks, that blur people's views and create a world, that is all the same. She breaks that bond well, and so we lead onto her personality. There's no negativity to come from her. She simply will not allow it. She won't do what she doesn't want to. She makes it perfectly clear. But don't think that makes her forceful, because she has a way of making you believe that she was right all along. Sending you into a trance or spell-like experience. Like a drug you're hooked, trippy, soul stirring, and addictive, but unfortunately, like a drug, she can destroy you from the inside. I apologise for stealing words, but she can ruin your faith with her casual lies, or she'll carelessly cut you and laugh whilst you're bleeding. You choose which lyrics to use. They're both true. One question answers it. Imagine looking at a face like that, knowing that you'll never get the chance to rub noses, as you kiss. You'll never be able to run your hand through her hair as you cuddle. You'll never be able to hold her hand as you stroll along through town. You'll never be allowed to stroke your thumb across her cheek, as you hold her head closer to yours. All because of one word, it doesn't matter how you dress it up; I see us as just friends, I don't feel the same way right now, I'm sort of going through a difficult time etc. The true answer, is no. And so, you lose the battle to have someone who you love, and with it, you lose faith, and with the faith, goes confidence. Haven't written anything in a while, but this is my #life at the moment :P
Happy Birthday Jimi! Just thought I would say, it was Jimi Hendrix' birthday yesterday, and it would seem that in this age of money spinners like the X factor and the talentless workings of what it produces, we've forgotten about the true legends that really made music. Happy birthday Jimi Hendrix, and thank you