world-building;

I remembered

in our past lives

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how to define a beautiful day;

If you think about that day again, it was truly a beautiful day.

The way the sun was not interrupted by the daily evening rain, the sound of the commuting train against its rail, busy steps of the people around you, and the smell of the books you were bringing home.

But at the end of the day, your heart decided it was a gloomy day despite the sun, despite the scent of the old books you love, despite the crowd that accompanied you the whole day—all because one person just didn’t love you enough.

—c.l.

in terms of love;

in terms of love,

she had always been capable

of loving a lightless pit

people told her to stay away from

and deciding to dive into

the unfathomable depths

inside of him.

—c.l.

#2018firstpost: 30 Days Writing Challenge

First post in 2018, yes, I know.

Well, hello and happy (one month late) new year to all of you who reads this!

I still haven’t gone back into my writing mode, but this picture piqued my interest—it’s a daily challenge, and I thought writing them as they are would be extremely mundane. Hence, I will upgrade the challenge into another form of writing: I will tell my answer the way I write my excerpts, complete with the narration.

So… let’s begin, shall we? I hope this might cultivate positivity into my mind, or even your life!

a gloom ode to christmas;

when I draw my last breath,
forget the black damp soil
and bury me with snow

for purity stays in death,
and i’ve fought till foil,
seen the scythe and the crow

and like the body beneath
i will leave my turmoil
along with my sorrow

– c.l.

a letter;

To the one I used to love before,

the state of you and i;

it always struck me unmatched;