Timelined Emotions

This surge of sudden emotion,
Suddenly comes out of the sudden.
Suddenly feelimg lonely,
But knowing lonely for a long time.

Sudden tears will flow,
Some for a short time,
Other for a long time.
Many times in my life,

Past,
Present,
Future.
But each time is different.

In the past,
People would comfort me.
The ones who love me,
And mean a lot to me.

In the future,
Someone would risk his own life,
Just to make me feel happy,
So that he would, too, be happy.

But now,
In the present,
I am not met by anyone like so.

I just want to know someone is there,
To hug me,
To wipe my tears,
At the moment of moodiness now.

Beautiful

*this is the first time I am writing in a third person's POV. Hope it isn't bad. Enjoy!*

Penny knew that William was different. She felt very comfortable with him. Unlike the past two failed relationships with Dan and Cooper. Its not
that they are bad or anything, its just that she wasn't comfortable with them, even during the relationship. She always try to impress the both of them with the way she presented herself when going out with them. Sometimes, some secrets were not even shared with them. With William, its different.

Even though she knew William's existance for about 2 months, but she felt comfortable with him, she trusted him too, unlike the last two. Slowly, she knew she is falling for him, each time she meets him. But she doesn't know how he felt towards her. She sees signals of him maybe liking her too, but she's just not sure.

One day, he invited her over to his farm. He made dinner for the two of them. They chatted and shared personal childhood stories and it felt right to Penny.

Once dinner was over, they sat at the porch and just shared a silent moment together. It was not awkward at all, but the silence is rather soothing. Even though he had his arm around Penny, she didn't feel uncomfortable like it was the last time with either Dan or Cooper. It felt...right. Safe and right.

There were stars all over the night sky, something the city lass, Penny would never see. Its weird to Penny, falling for a guy who is very much different to guys she knows in the city.

'Wow, the stars looks so beautiful...' Penny said, gazing up into the night sky. 'Yeah...beautiful...' he said. Another silent moment together.

Little did Penny know, William was referring the compliment to her. While Penny was staring into the night sky in awe, he was looking at her. 'Beautiful...' he said again.

7ove

"The word love is so cliché. People in a relationship says I love you to one another. Why? Because they feel is the right moment to say and express it. I believe more of action than words.

I love you.

You love me.

You see, the word 'love' is overrated and had been misused for countless of times from the past to the present. This may be the reason of break ups and broken marriages but let's not go to there.

You see, I don't love you, and I don't want you to say you love me too. Its just words. It doesn't justify anything.

I just want both of us to just pay attention to the simple things in life that revolves around us and our relationship.

I want you to just understand why I just liked being quiet at night, let it be if I hug you while watching a movie, listening to music or just stare into the night sky. I am like that, its how I wind down a day of me, not being me.

I want you to understand I have trust issues with people I had dated. Even if you are a friend of mine before we got to become more than friends, I still can't trust people much with my personal details in life and my secrets of my past.

I want you to know that when you fill those intimate spaces between my fingers when holding my hand means a lot to me. It gives a bond that both of us shared.

I want you to know that when you hug me, the warmth radiates from your body actually gives a calming effect. Especially to people like me, who worries far too much and far too often. Its like alcohol, a temporary solution to a painful question.

I want you to know, each kiss you had given me and that I have given you, whether just a small peck or a really passionate one, they give me butterflies everytime, and they somehow reminds me of the promises you had given to me or that I had gave you. Simple, but important promises.

The spoken words and silent gestures that we had shared are like our secrets, our validity of what we are going through. The words we speak, the silence we listen. Communication.

You see, I don't say I love you is because of the reasons above. But you had understand it in the wrong way. I don't force you to say I love you, but I just wanted to feel it. I guess that won't be happening.

The attraction, interaction, commitment, personal time and space were shared. I guess you felt it wasn't enough. So let the heartbreak and hope began. Hence the title. Seven.

Bye."