Monday, May 21, 2007

 

05.21.07

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She mirrored a good amount of his own qualities and he could not stand it.

Something about her aura subtly commanded him, even from a far distance, and he hated the fact that when he was around her his thought process was reverted close to a non-mobile state, reminiscent of a slug or an amoeba.

He despised that stupid little chime his phone made every time a text message was received and the little smirk he sported every time it was from her.

The thought of going to bed and having dreams of jubilee that centered around joyous outings with the girl in question was a dreaded one.

It annoyed him how he'd go out with enough mental defense to make the Spartan army jealous, only to find that his armor quickly and easily collapsed with one striking glance from her direction.

He held in contempt the fact that he almost died everyday on his bike because thoughts of the girl drew his attention from such hazards as other bicyclists and cars.

It bothered him how lately he was so short of wit and, even moreso, how he was always thinking of things to say to her.

Pernicious was her ability to always make him smile in the most subtle of ways and, more often than not, without the use of words.

He rejected all prose and all artistic ventures instigated by her with disdain because they could never amount up to anything worthy of her name.

But most of all, he loathed the fact that the closer he got, the more he wanted to back out--

that something within him was holding him back, preventing what could be.

While he was laying the bricks toward her kingdom, he was never really taking the path.

He fooled himself, not knowing that all this time he was actually rebuilding his own silent fortress.

Yet, she permeated his front of confidence and maneuvered her way into the inner mechanisms, though she triggered his invisible, unconscious alarms.

But it was this very point that he began to highlight and replay in his head-- the contradiction inherent in the situation at hand.

He realized that no one was able to bring that warmth in a long time.

In a long time.

He needed new kicks, infused with stamina, that could handle a lot of wear and tear.

This could potentially be the longest walk he's ever taken.

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Docking out...
-Ryan : enigmatic and aversive

Ryan posted this at 2:56 AM.