Mike Works
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It Has To Be
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Fists squeezing water. The wind is blowing my hair backwards. Or is it the current? The blue's more clear than air. This has to be death or euphoria. I can't have this.
The water calms. I can breathe, but I could always breathe. I'm just noticing my breathing now because there's nothing else to notice.
I step over the water, I walk out of it. I want to shake my head like a dog, but it always hurts my head when I do. What was this? My jacket is heavy, but I can't feel it. Euphoric. I shed it off, it's gone before it hits the
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The city feels more vibrant today, which is odd since it's Fall. The traffic lights are blinking, they shouldn't be. Everyone has a faster pace on their faces, but there's no stress anywhere. I love this. Is it night yet? No.. the light are just brighter than they should be. They're inviting tonight, usually I try to ignore them. I want to turn them on and off, the lights and the people. This is too grounded to be euphoric, the pulse of something stronger than my heart is giving me a beautiful strength.
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Why hasn't she called? What do you mean? She's right in front of you. Why would she call you when... you're being paranoid again. Don't think about this, don't over think anything. Just don't even think about these sentences, just stop right after this word. But if I don't, there is no but. Just stop. If I don't think about any of this, if I do, yes do it, if I do stop thinking, then what's the fucking point? You know what it means when you start swearing, but don't think about it. Look at her, she's beautiful. Just look at her. But don't feel anything? No, you can feel, but just don't let it affect you. How the fuck am I not supposed to let it affect me? That's what feeling something is. Stop thinking about it. Don't worry, there are only 15 seconds left. You've got to stop doing this.
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I feel like I should know so much right now. You can stare at the surface of the table all you want, you're not going to find any knowledge there. I'm noticing my breathing again, but this time there's everything else to notice. My lungs just want the reprieve. I'll give it to them. I'll give anything to anyone right now. I'm sorry, I'm not connected properly right now. Just give me my motions from last year. I need them to fit.
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This is a hard one to get out of. I wish it was like the water, but I can't step out of it that easy. The old current that made me dance under the ocean is gone, this one just pulls me back. It's clear, and yet it's the opposite of invisible. You have to rip the strings. There are a thousand to break, and you can only break one at a time. You've torn three of them, but you can do this. Just pull your arms. Plant your foot. Feel behind you as you look ahead. Head down. Chest up. Push. There. That's four.
That's all there is to it.
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I can't wait to meet her and see her eyes.
word count: 559
Fists squeezing water. The wind is blowing my hair backwards. Or is it the current? The blue's more clear than air. This has to be death or euphoria. I can't have this.
The water calms. I can breathe, but I could always breathe. I'm just noticing my breathing now because there's nothing else to notice.
I step over the water, I walk out of it. I want to shake my head like a dog, but it always hurts my head when I do. What was this? My jacket is heavy, but I can't feel it. Euphoric. I shed it off, it's gone before it hits the
.
The city feels more vibrant today, which is odd since it's Fall. The traffic lights are blinking, they shouldn't be. Everyone has a faster pace on their faces, but there's no stress anywhere. I love this. Is it night yet? No.. the light are just brighter than they should be. They're inviting tonight, usually I try to ignore them. I want to turn them on and off, the lights and the people. This is too grounded to be euphoric, the pulse of something stronger than my heart is giving me a beautiful strength.
.
Why hasn't she called? What do you mean? She's right in front of you. Why would she call you when... you're being paranoid again. Don't think about this, don't over think anything. Just don't even think about these sentences, just stop right after this word. But if I don't, there is no but. Just stop. If I don't think about any of this, if I do, yes do it, if I do stop thinking, then what's the fucking point? You know what it means when you start swearing, but don't think about it. Look at her, she's beautiful. Just look at her. But don't feel anything? No, you can feel, but just don't let it affect you. How the fuck am I not supposed to let it affect me? That's what feeling something is. Stop thinking about it. Don't worry, there are only 15 seconds left. You've got to stop doing this.
.
I feel like I should know so much right now. You can stare at the surface of the table all you want, you're not going to find any knowledge there. I'm noticing my breathing again, but this time there's everything else to notice. My lungs just want the reprieve. I'll give it to them. I'll give anything to anyone right now. I'm sorry, I'm not connected properly right now. Just give me my motions from last year. I need them to fit.
.
This is a hard one to get out of. I wish it was like the water, but I can't step out of it that easy. The old current that made me dance under the ocean is gone, this one just pulls me back. It's clear, and yet it's the opposite of invisible. You have to rip the strings. There are a thousand to break, and you can only break one at a time. You've torn three of them, but you can do this. Just pull your arms. Plant your foot. Feel behind you as you look ahead. Head down. Chest up. Push. There. That's four.
That's all there is to it.
.
I can't wait to meet her and see her eyes.