
I'm still at home, feeling a little weak but not tired !
I had a little writing assistant today - she always makes the vocabulary tests with me - daily *giggles*
I hope all of you are having a lovely day with people around you love !
This is for my dear friend
Just because ...
"Survival"
Pairing: C/Z
Rating: PG
I’m again the cool guy
people want me to be …
That’s what they see …
That’s what I want them to see.
Even I had to take many steps
back –
I didn’t believe it would be
that hard.
They think I can handle
everything
what happened…
So I won’t disappoint them…
After the hell of a day
I’m helpless against what’s coming.
I’m freezing on my way back home,
but the cold ain’t the weather.
Nights …
nightmares, fears, panic attacks.
At night I don’t have to hide them.
Because no one’s here.
Never was.
Never will be.
It hurts seeing you
with her…
It hurts to know that
you KNOW
you don’t play fair.
It hurts the most
YOU know
that I know
the reason…
why.
And that there’s nothing I will do…
even if I could.
Maybe it’s for your best.
What’s good for me?
Who cares?
No one cares.
No one.
So why am I crying?
That you don’t have to do it.
YOUR wounds will heal.
She’ll help you through this –
She…
Not me…
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Date: 2009-02-05 01:11 pm (UTC)From:no subject
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Date: 2009-02-05 01:20 pm (UTC)From:Looks like your writing assistant has everything under control ! *lol*
Enjoy the rest of the day, sweetie.
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Date: 2009-02-05 01:33 pm (UTC)From:It's a lovely day. Thank YOU, my dear!
*hugs close*
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Date: 2009-02-05 01:29 pm (UTC)From:What’s good for me?
Who cares?
No one cares.
No one.
I care! We all care!
So great, Julchen, I always love your way of writing about Zeke
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Date: 2009-02-05 02:04 pm (UTC)From:I'm glad you like it, sweetie! We all care, that's true :-)
*hugs tight*
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Date: 2009-02-05 02:45 pm (UTC)From:Oh, who am I kidding... *LUVS*!!! Zeeeeke, come on now. I've been in this series long enough. Time for you to get that boy in your arms. *waits*!
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Date: 2009-02-05 04:19 pm (UTC)From:Sometimes Zeke is simply ... hmmm... slow :-)
I'm glad you waited, honey!
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Date: 2009-02-05 02:45 pm (UTC)From:no subject
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Date: 2009-02-05 02:45 pm (UTC)From:OMG your assistant! I'd not finish anything, busy kissing her!!! :D
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Date: 2009-02-05 04:21 pm (UTC)From:Thank you for your lovingly words, dear heart!
*kisses you*
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Date: 2009-02-05 04:12 pm (UTC)From:no subject
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Date: 2009-02-05 04:56 pm (UTC)From:I love your assistant. She looks very efficient!
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Date: 2009-02-06 06:59 am (UTC)From:My assistant has just arrived, catching the computer mouse is the game she loves to play the most! :-)
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Date: 2009-02-05 07:36 pm (UTC)From:(((((Julchen)))))
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Date: 2009-02-06 07:00 am (UTC)From:Have a lovely day!
*hugs you back*
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Date: 2009-02-05 10:02 pm (UTC)From:I hope you're resting up and keeping well.
This is lovely and sad. Poor Zeke.
*hugs him and you*
:D
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Date: 2009-02-06 07:01 am (UTC)From:Thanks for your lovely words, lisa!
*hugs you and Zeke right back*
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Date: 2009-02-05 11:45 pm (UTC)From:no subject
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Date: 2009-02-05 11:48 pm (UTC)From:"And that there’s nothing I will do…
even if I could"
I need to catch up with all these. This was so sad and I felt that resigned misery deeply.
You are so wonderful. You give to everyone like a little brook flowing continuously. Its magic.
hugs you so close. xoxoxo v
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Date: 2009-02-06 07:02 am (UTC)From:Thank you so much for your lovingly words, little angel.
*hugs you much closer*
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Date: 2009-02-06 10:21 pm (UTC)From:It hurts the most
YOU know
that I know
the reason…
why.
What is the reason why? He can't handle being with a guy? They had a fight? Betrayal? Indifference?
So sad, but cuts to the quick, with carefully chosen words. You are such a natural poet, because it always seems to me the flow of the meter follows the intention of the poem. The mid-section of this spirals into a cold, clipped tension.
Because no one’s here.
Never was.
Never will be.
*weeps*
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Date: 2009-02-07 11:52 am (UTC)From:He has to be the one taking care of Casey and having him next to him at nights!
Beautiful, as always, Honey♥