That star …

I’m here, just across you. I took a quick glance around. I look at you. Apparently, you don’t really notice me. Or maybe you do. It’s just that you just don’t really care of my existence. To you I am just some other girl who bumps into you every now and then.

For some reason, there was a time I thought you noticed me. I even thought you liked me. You were kind. You acted so sweet. We talked. Yes.  If you have forgotten, there were a few times we had a couple of conversation.  You even gave me a picture of you.

From then on, I knew we were going to be great friends. You said once I could give you a call, though I really never had your number.

I was really hoping we would be good friends, but then it all changed.  Suddenly, you acted cold.  You look at me like I’m a stranger.  I can’t remember what I have done or said that made you distant yourself from me.  I don’t really understand. It was unfair. For by the time you were pulling yourself away from me, I am drawn near to you by how I feel. It may sound stupid, but it’s true.

Now I am here, standing across this railing that separates us two. This metal bars that serves as a barrier from me touching you. As you stand on that pedestal I know you would see me. I hope you would  remember me.  I am not going to give up though. I may be just a girl, but I am your number one fan.

Smiling in front . Judging behind my back

I really do not think you care much,

But for a friend you say, oh well you do suck .

Sorry for my language,

By now you should know

This is how I am when I am mad.

Well yes, I cover none of these flaws.

You go talking behind my back like you I don’t hear you at all.

How dare you smile at me when I come walking inside that door?

I am truly made of glass, clearly now you can see that.

I am transparent in all aspects,

You deserve none of my respect.


And suddenly I was on a boat going through a waterfall, as I went out I saw a man standing there. There’s fog everywhere and I couldn’t see who it was, I immediately assumed it was a stranger. As the boat got closer, I felt cold air entered my thin long dress. I knew then it was a familiar face but I don’t want to believe. As soon as my faith decreased, I almost fell off board because the boat moved. I wet my dress with the little amount of water that was on the boat.

So I got closer, and then I had goose bumps. I saw him, standing right there, as if waiting for me, my first love. I fell in love all over again and I set my heart free this time. He looked into my eyes and extended his hand to get me off the boat. I took his hand and the boat wobbled. I fell down with my right foot on the shore and the other still on the boat. Then I felt like I was sucked back to that waterfall. We held hands as the earth shook us both. Then I told him, I must let go now. He told me to hold on. But I thought it wasn’t working out so I stared at him with tears in my eyes. I should let you go. Then he said You don’t have to. I said I have to. He cried and I said don’t cry, someone out there is right for you. Then I let him go.

He managed to grab my left hand and said now I couldn’t possibly stop crying. I asked him why and then he answered because that water on the boat, those are mine. I didn’t understand so I let him go. As I got farther, We were looking at each others’ eyes, with him sobbing. Then he managed to yell Those are my tears, it brought you back to me.

Juliet – 04212010 – 0919

Man with A Hammer

I found myself one day standing in front of a man with a hammer on his hand. When the wind blew I felt pain in my chest. I looked down and saw it ripped. When I blinked the man had my heart on his hand and he broke it. Then everything started to spin. I fainted. When I woke up I was in the middle of a country road. I tried to get up. Everything was blurry but then when everything started to clear up I saw something shiny. So I picked it up. It was a piece of my broken heart. It got me thinking, that maybe, just maybe I could find the others and put it back together. So I went on walking hoping to see even just another piece.

After 11 steps, more or less, I found another piece. So it kept me going and each one gave me that hope that I could find it all. It helped me not to notice how far I have traveled, because I thought there’s something better in the end.

At this time I thought, I should keep track of how many I had collected. I stopped at a tree. The leaves were falling and they were big enough to hold the pieces of my heart. As I put each piece back to its place it seemed to lit up, so it was easier. Now I found that I only lack 2 pieces. Then I thought, this would be simple.

I went on and I came across a very clear stream. I was going to wash my face when I noticed another shiny thing, I immediately assumed it was another piece, so I picked it up. As my hand got out of the water, I wondered why it is white. I held it closer to my eyes and observed it, trying to figure out what it was. It suddenly melted and fell back to the water like a tear. I looked around and I noticed, I’m in the woods. I realized it would be harder since the path is no longer clear. The path have twigs, dried leaves and other stuff.

I knew I had to do something. I walked slowly and closely looking at the path. I thought please God help me find it. I was tired so I found another tree to rest in. So I sat down and rested my head. I placed the pieces on my skirt to rest my hand from holding them. I noticed a raindrop fell on my hand. Then I watched it fall one after the other. I held my hands up just below my face, palms up. It was entertaining, but after a few seconds, I noticed something glowed in the little puddle in my hand. I didn’t want to be disappointed, so I didn’t assume it as anything. I just looked at it close enough to recognize that it was another piece. Then I stood up, excited for the last piece. I walked the same manner I did, looking down and almost baby steps. I took a step and everything changed, I looked around and I was in a meadow. Now I thought gosh it gets harder.

I didn’t give up, I continued walking until I found a road. I started to follow it. The sun is setting, I have walked a long way but there’s still that piece I need to find. I looked down as I continued my quest. When I looked up I saw something was shining but it was maybe more than 50 steps away. With all the hope left, I started to walk faster, I didn’t run I’m afraid the dust might blow it off. 5 steps later I saw a man, he was far like a shadow, I stopped. I wondered why he was getting closer, he was running towards the piece. I just stood there until he got to the piece. He picked it up, I wanted to run to get to him but he signaled me to stop, and surprisingly I stopped. As he got closer, I started to trust him and waited for him from where I stood, I noticed he was holding the piece with one hand and the other hand was at his back. He got closer and walked past me, I was going to tell him it was mine when I saw a lady. He gave the piece to the lady. She smiled and so did he. They hugged and I was so confused of what just happened. It seemed like he didn’t see me.

I wanted to get that piece back so I tried to tap his shoulder when I noticed he was holding a hammer on the hand at his back. A memory flashed back in my mind. All I could come up with was he broke my heart to make hers whole. I was standing there with pieces of my broken heart.

I found myself standing at the back of a man with a hammer on his hand.

Juliet – 02192010 – 0914