daydreamers ENTER MIDNIGHT
  • How am i supposed to forget you when you are every poem from every book I read.
    ~ Anna Roig
  • If only love were as easy as sleeping.
    ~ Moi
  • The thing about sadness is that it creeps under your skin and the cold you feel is so and so much that no blanket can ever take it away. And yet, the simple brush of fingers, those fingers, down your face can set you on fire…
    ~ Anna Roig / middleofthenightdaydreams
  • Day 37.

    The words have slowly started to let me take part in their seances. It hasn’t been easy but I guess they have finally accepted my intrusion.

    Friendly has been a good sport and has showed me the ropes around here-the does and dont’s and some simple rules one must follow within the community. It’s all about respect I reckon.

    Lonely surprised me in the most unusual of ways. I took him for a very shy, very “to himself” fella but I’ve found him in a number of gatherings, although the longing look on his face always tells he’s yet to find a true friend.

    Love, on the other hand, is indeed the shy one around here. She’s been quite evasive and to say we’ve exchanged more than a few glances would certainly be a lie. Still, there’s something unforgettable about her and I can’t wait to decipher her and maybe make friends with her. That is if she’ll have me.

    Sadness. Oh, sadness. I’ve spent long long nights just chatting with her. She’s my kindred spirit and as for now, the only one who’s never turned her back on me. We’re so alike it’s almost eerie.

    There are a lot of more words I have yet to meet and get to know. I’m really looking forward to get to know more about Humanity, or Empathy for that matter-she sure knows how to lend a hand when someone needs it.
    I’m scared of some others too. Envy looks really friendly but I’ve seen a weird look upon her face when no one’s watching. And don’t even get me started on Anger, he looks like he really has a wicked temper and I usually find him making apologies to all that have met his dark side. A really sad picture, I tell you.

    I will try to keep the updates coming, I know communication is paramount but sometimes it’s really hard for me to find the time or the will to share this amazing experience, it is so magnificent that I’ve found myself wanting to keep this life turning event to myself. Still at the same time I feel it is only fair that I’d let others in on this beautiful journey.

    Cheers,
    The Word Scout.

  • Life starts all over again when it gets crisp in the fall.
    ~ F. Scott Fitzgerald (via henretta84)

    (via theinvictus)

  • I love books. I love reading. But I’m dying to find a love so great that will make any and every love story fade into mere words. One so amazing that no other love story will ever compare to mine.
    ~ Anna Roig / middleofthenightdaydreams
  • What happens when
    You’re still hooked on someone
    And that someone
    Has long left

    What do you do
    With words like
    Love, magic, connection, spark
    Where do they go

    There’s no way
    They’ll come back
    And you seem to be
    Stuck with all those memories

    Where they are now
    For you
    Will never be
    Where they should be

    And you keep looking out
    For the tiniest sign
    Of life, of come backs
    Of I missed yous

    What does one do
    With a ton of love
    Unrequited love
    Heartbreaking love

    There’s no way
    They can be right
    This is not something
    To forget, to let go, to vanish

    But the one you love
    Indeed excelled at forgetting
    But not you
    And least of all your heart

    Must we carry on
    Living our half lived life
    Dwelling on a joyous past
    Neglecting our present

    Must we carry on
    Carrying the heavy burden
    Of keeping memories alive
    For both, for the sake of our hearts

    Must I move on
    And just pretend
    The happiest days of my life
    Are now but a fading picture?

  • What happens when
    You’re still hooked on someone
    And that someone
    Has long left

    What do you do
    With words like
    Love, magic, connection, spark
    Where do they go

    There’s no way
    They’ll come back
    And you seem to be
    Stuck with all those memories

    Where they are now
    For you
    Will never be
    Where they should be

    And you keep looking out
    For the tiniest sign
    Of life, of come backs
    Of I missed yous

    What does one do
    With a ton of love
    Unrequited love
    Heartbreaking love

    There’s no way
    They can be right
    This is not something
    To forget, to let go, to vanish

    But the one you love
    Indeed excelled at forgetting
    But not you
    And least of all your heart

    Must we carry on
    Living our half lived life
    Dwelling on a joyous past
    Neglecting our present

    Must we carry on
    Carrying the heavy burden
    Of keeping memories alive
    For both, for the sake of our hearts

    Must I move on
    And just pretend
    The happiest days of my life
    Are now but a fading picture?

  • Ahh with how much grace they fall 

    paving the otherwise gray concrete 

    with their warm colors and their lovely shapes 

    I try to keep up with my counting 

    but the leafs keep falling 

    I wonder if they were blessings 

    then half the world would smile 

    and let their hearts dance with joy 

    I wonder if they were lovers 

    then half the world would be ecstatic 

    their souls warm and cozy 

    under this leafy blanket 

    I have yet to decipher 

    what lies in their magic 

    and what will they put it to 

    but I’m sure this amazing season 

    is here for us to revel in it

  • Sometimes the quest for happiness is a road paved with tears.
    ~ Anna Roig / middleofthenightdaydreams

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