Tuesday, November 30, 2010

A Dire Tarry.

I can already feel the edges deteriorating gently, day by day. It is slowly becoming incapable of beating properly. The blatant ticking of time and the drawn-out wait collide unpleasantly upon my fortitude. I'm awaiting the results of our matter, wondering daily if we'll live. My equanimity is failing me in the most lamentable way. Everyday is a continued battle to defeat the abominable disconsolation. But when my eyes get just a glimpse of what lies ahead, I've no other thought but to persevere. You're the sterling gift and perfect complement; a souvenir I'd never forget. Your importance in my life is the very essence to your meritorious entity. Deprived of you I am incompetent of prolonging with the normality of vivacity.

2 comments:

Sheik said...

D-d-d-dang. Reminds me of when Joey used a Thesaurus to write that letter of recommendation for Chanlder and Monica XD!

Your writing has really improved. I can't believe you can even write like that. I am jealous ;)

Stephanie Ann said...

Wow, thanks, Nigel! That means a lot coming from you!
It's hard not to credit Steven for my growth in writing. He really believed I was good and ever since he'd tell me those things, having such faith in me, I just...took off with it and felt good about writing! I grew so much motivation. With the help of God writing the ultimate story, giving me things to write about myself. And the compliments here and there for others.

The thing I shall never forget is I do not fake emotion in my writing.

Thanks, again!