so i can feel something. {ella}
Jun 11, 2013 5:33:11 GMT -5
Post by ✨ zozo. on Jun 11, 2013 5:33:11 GMT -5
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It's not hard to find her home - it's right beside the church. I've never been one for faith because I've never really had anyone or anything to rely on in the first place. [/color](Everybody relies on me instead. At least, the ones who matter do.) Father, Mother - one relies on me to carry on his legacy, the other to not leave her in an empty home with no-one of her own left to love in her unique, compassionate way. The way I see it is you can spend your time putting your faith in someone who may or may not turn out to be real, or you can live your life relying on yourself and the people around you instead. I'm more in favour of the latter, but I guess faith gives you a little depth. My god, I must be shallow. I've heard it before from countless girls and laughed them off with a slurred wave of my hands, but perhaps it wasn't the fact that I didn't let their words sink in. Maybe I am so impossibly shallow that there just wasn't enough water for them to float underneath before they hit the bottom.
For now, there's only one girl who's opinion of me I care about.
I've been visiting this house before I could talk, so they let me in without question. Now comes the matter of navigating my way though the labyrinth of rooms and hallways to find somebody who might not even be housing herself in it's walls. Now look who's putting their faith in the unknown I think to myself with a smirk dancing across my lips. Shallow and a hypocrite, too. Great start, Nathaniel. I'm not one for soul-searching as I search for a very different soul through vaguely familiar territory, but I don't feel as though I have to hide anything from people like Anastasia. Thoughts bleed from my state-of-mind into my demeanour - hair barely brushed, casual clothes - there's no glitzy suits or sly attitudes to hide behind with her. And coming from District One, meeting people like Ana is like breaking the surface of the water to gasp in air when you thought you were going to drown. To be terribly normal, for once, is a freedom in itself.
And there she is, waltzing out of my mind and through the labyrinth, trapped in the walls of sophistication that we're all born into. Those willing to sacrifice everything they have, however, are the ones who can free themselves forever.
And am I willing to sacrifice it all for her?
"There you are" I smile, leaning against the wall beside me in an attempt at casual behaviour that I can already tell needs improvement. "Thought I'd be trapped in this place forever."
(Maybe.)
you steal me away
with your eyes, with your mouth
just take me back to in your house
and stare at me with the lights off
so i can feel something
[/size][/justify][/blockquote][/center]with your eyes, with your mouth
just take me back to in your house
and stare at me with the lights off
so i can feel something
n a t h a n i e l g r a i v e s .
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