The Final Proposal_Rainy Days and Lemon-Yellow Umbrellas_The Tally Wall_Forest
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The Final Proposal
To the outside eye, New York often appears to be the fulcrum of all liveliness, a city brimming with constant movement and activity, each day ignited with the blaze of new possibilities. The eve of December 24th, 2010, stood to be no different a day, bringing along with it a renewed spirit of another Christmas. Alongside its people, the city itself came alive in brilliant lights and celebration, ready to welcome another holiday with its unending cheer and excitement. The streets flooded with tourists hoping to catch a glimpse of the Big Apple in its holiday essence; the ice riwww.onedoor.ccnks dotted with c...
Rainy Days and Lemon-Yellow Umbrellas
Dear You,The sky was grumpy. The clouds were shaggy like the grey mane of a wolf. Underneath the shaggy clouds was a glowing red button. The clouds would cry occasionally and freckle the yew trees with thick water. The tree-scented droplets would drip onto your lemon-yellow umbrella.I watched you.I watched you as you curled into a little ball, and tucked yourself under the eaves. I wanted to run to you. I wanted to hug you and comfort you and tell you that you'd be alright.But I couldn't.So I watched you from afar.I love you because when your parents came to you with a warm sweater and ample l...
The Tally Wall
Come, see with my eyes.An endless expanse of water, white flecked with laughing foam, reckless swell heaving across a 1000-mile wake. The sun is kind today. Its lended warmth is smiling and caressing, carried by a gentle wind and spreading its net across the vast, empty blue ocean.It is not always so. Sometimes the sun hides its face.Sometimes the wind has teeth.Sometimes, the water rages in towering chaos waves that crash and thunder.Ships do not come here. The mark of presence is only present in the floating junk yards of the discarded and lost, the dumped and the refuse of careless humanity...
Forest
The day was coming to an end. The rain droplets were falling onto the paved floor, the wind was hustling and the leaves were falling from the trees. The trees have died and the leaves are slowly sinking to the ground. Dark brown and lifeless. I was dragging myself home. This is one of these days where nothing goes right, first I broke up with Ben who is my crush ever since I was in Kindergarten. We had been going out for two years but today I found out he was cheating on me with Naomi. I hate her. She is the worst, she knows that I love Ben and she wanted him ever since I wanted him. Oh well, ...