Ballads of The Sea & The Sky

Sunday, April 12, 2009 at 8:07am

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i had this euphoria, worried, happier feelings. and it keep coming to me lately, until i chain the words to this short story. a little bit long from the last post, but different style. this one is more stories that a poem or petitions. :)

so get some key, enter and find your own imagination. fit your feelings and gently look at it.

- have a seat - laid back - put some good music - smile -


ready?



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Ballads of The sea & The sky


yesterday,

she left 10 msg on his answering machine.

"i dream to be an artist since i was 5"


"what do you want to be since 5?"


"i know you there"


"pick up your phone!"


"honey..."


"i"


"miss"


"you"


"and i'm so in love with you"


"(a sniff and cried)"




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for everyday he didn't spend time with her, she taped a post-it to the wall.

until there's no space anymore.
she decides that now she'll stick a post-it note on every day that he does spend with her.
that would save a lot of post-its.

she writes his name on a heart-shaped post-it and sticks on the refrigerator door.

one for the day they met.
she frowns when she can't think of anymore and throws the rest of the post-its in the trash.

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he wakes up from a nightmare and reaches out into the darkness. his call for reassurance is not answered and he looks around, laughing sadly when he remembers, she's not here anymore.


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yesterday yesterday,

she woke up, take a bath, swallowing her own body with soap and think, "he used to whine to me, sneaking to bath room and surprisingly killing me".
and she makes some good breakfast, and prepare her stuff while the TV is babbling alone about a bad forecast.

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he seated on a train, put earphones and track :


Amarantine by Enya

*download! and you know exactly what he feels*

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yesterday,

she wipes her eyes with a kleenex at the same time the sun dries the dew.
she wanders back inside as neighbours start to wake up and pick up the morning newspaper. she finds herself in the kitchen and tries to pour a glass of orange juice, but suddenly the carton feels so heavy, so, so heavy and the cup slips out of her hand and shatters against linoleum.
she stares and the mess of glass and all she can think is "god, i wanna see him. just wanna see him."
she cuts her finger trying to clean up the mess and sucks on the wound.

suddenly, she decides she can't wait for him too long and decides to go to
THE SEA.
she takes a bus to THE SEA and when she's there she hails a taxi to get near river.

before she get there, a huge wind blows, and the forecast was right, it's a bad day to go out.

but she just can't stop.

inhale.. exhale.. inhale.. exhale..

inhale.. exhale..
inhale..
exhale..
i n h a l e..
e x h a l e..
beep.

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"hey, SEA, you have to see this! it's a disaster! near your place!"

"what?"
"just look... i think you should take off some days, to take a look around your place buddy!"
"nah, it's ok, i lived suburb near the river, it called THE SEA named after my family"
"really? it's cool, your family owned it?"
"guess so.."
and the reporter keep talking about the disaster, the loss and interviewed the victims, counting on the dead and missing peoples.

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yesterday,

before she decides to catch SEA.
she leave a msg to his answering machine.

"if you can't come to me, i come to you. wait for me there."


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tonight,

he smokes a cigarette on his balcony, watching the city lights dance on his retinas.
he squints, letting his eyes lose focus until all the lights are just one big blur, a gossamer of red and blue and yellow and orange resting on his eyes.
he inhales another puff of smoke and closes his eyes, and drowns in a memory.

he trails kisses down her spine, stopping rhythmically to kiss every vertebrae. she whispers "iloveyouiloveyouiloveyou" as if she just can't say it enough.

he smiles and buries his face in her hair.

"god, you smell good." he says. "what kinda perfume is that?"


she looks down shyly and whispers in a timid manner, "i don't wear perfume."


he smirks, "then it must be you." she suddenly doesn't feel so shy as he breathes in the scent of her again and again like a drug he can't get enough of.


then,


he turns on TV, with a coffee cup and a warm sweater, the announcer babbling too much about what happened on THE SEA.

he didn't see the red beeping on his answering machine. there her.
he laid back until he fall asleep. dreaming something out of he could be imagine. poor little understanding between both of them, makes he sometimes feel guilty, he just want to say sorry, hug her and kiss.
he wakes up, and "god, i miss her.". he put her on phone, but there's no dialtone, and connecting to her answering machine.
he frowns like she frowns when there's no answer.
suddenly, he just go out catch some taxi to her placed, a miles away, he just don't care the billing, he just want to see her.

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finally she's home.

sitting on her backyard. smoking and exhale the smokes.
a beautiful dawn and sunshine start to cover her face. cold.
she wear a shirt, a sweater and a long running pants. let her hair free to feel the wind.
breezing. how she can denied life? how can she denied SEA?

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door open,

and he just surprise, looking around the place full of people.
black dressed. and looking weird at him. her sister was giving him an unconditional vision,
between anger and sad. and she said,
"Sky is up there, comeback to her birth place, Sky."
"what happened?"
"she tried to reach you to THE SEA, while the tornado's hit that place! where have you been after these years?"

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"i dream to meet you, but i was too late"


"i want to be with you"


"yes i am, i just go out town for several days"


"i miss you too.. don't cry please"


finally he answered all the question on answering machine.


and


Sea : "we came together finally. i'm sorry it took too long to meet you. i just got all your msg after i came home from your funeral. will you forgive me?"


Sky : "it's okay, we're here now, we lost our 2 years. we shall pay it now"


Sea : "it count more than 2 years. we lost the rest."


Sky : "why you here?"


Sea : ".... don't ask, you just have to trust that i will be here anytime soon."



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she closes her eyes and holds the post-it against her heart, feeling so happy. she smiles, whispering to herself thank you, thank you.

she can't stop the joy and she can't stop the tears, thinking, he finally answered that last message on the answering machine.


*ti amo my man*

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