Is Someone Out There

[elassar]

 Can you hear me when I call you?  When my lips prepare to whisper without a sound.  My fingers rest on the keyboard instantly translating the words I cannot say into words, telling you story after story.  To imaginary friends, to imaginary men.  I seek the solace in relating, that in pouring out these damned thoughts they come to rest and be still

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[soulboy85]

Beautifully written piece. I hope we could meet-up and talk some time :)

[elassar]

i hope it made you feel something. my goal was transference of something as flimsy as human emotion into words. Something better than how I would usually put it: "I'm bummed." It doesn't really give justice to what I feel if i phrased it like that.

Although honestly writing like this, which I rarely do these days, makes me feel very very naked.

So thank you. And if you have facebook, then we'll probably end up meeting very soon if I'm in MNL.

[soulboy85]

I did make me feel something. Hurt. Loneliness. Job well-done!