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12 August 2005 @ 02:06 am
Title: The Scientist
Disclaimer: non-fiction?
Rating: G
Note: It's not supposed to make sense to you all. its meant for me, and only me. Its short, more like a drabble. But thats what im going for here. I didnt want to ruin the song for me because it actually means something to me and i felt like if i wrote original fiction it would change that meaning for me. enjoy.

Open doorways and breakfast tables come to mind. Closed eyes flutter open, a hand grasp the spoon in a way that I’ve never seen before, dipping slowly into a bowl of Corn Flakes each morning. The jokes. The guitar playing at midnight, chords echoing through the damp hall. A smile here and there, late check-ins, laughter heard through a door. A towel wrapped around a man’s waist, sweat stains and orange tee shirts. Lanyards, carpets, fans. Millions of images. Millions of memories, millions of seconds, of moments I want, need to remember.

All of this has been swept away into the ocean of time, devoured by the waves that will take us all, eventually.

Just Keep Looking Forward. All we can do. Hope for another day, hope for more moments of happiness. Of joy. Of life.


nobody said it was easy
oh its such a shame for us to part

Current Music: The Scientist ~ Coldplay
Tits McGee: Groovycat_the_knife on August 12th, 2005 08:37 pm (UTC)
I rather like these pieces that aren't spelled right out for you. I especially love the language in this one. Good job!

: )