the night crawlers

I went adventuring last night.
I woke up from a deep slumber, packed a bag of supplies, tied some knots in my laces and set out to save my relatives from the faraway castle where they had been imprisoned.
I had to do all sorts of bizarre but necessary things to get to my destination, as we all know, faraway castles are notoriously hard to get to. I solved riddles, fought giants, commandeered luck dragons and rode all around the city on their backs, wind blowing in my hair.
There were clues to decipher and concealed doorways to locate with hidden keys tucked away in dark corners.
I hunted and foraged for my meals and rested briefly under trees in the swaying motion of the night. The air was full of anticipation, the night was on my side.
I drank from the magic goblet which gave me strange and wonderful new powers, power which enabled me to save my family and make them safe.
I returned home, flying this time on the back of the nights joys, the airs ecstasy and rivers euphoria.
There was magic and the magic and I flew home together.
When I woke up this morning it was gone, it was just me alone in my bed. The night and it's magic had crept away while a slumbered and I awoke with only vague memories of the all that have passed.
I was happy though, that I woke up as me.
Just me.
I'll do.






Dear Bed,

i love you
You and I are the perfect match. I didn't realise how much I would miss you, or even suppose how much I was missing you, when I moved.
I missed everything, your soft touch, falling asleep in your arms, the way you whisper to me while I sleep and send me into peaceful dreams and most importantly the way you lift me off the floor and stop the ants crawling all over me while I slumber.
You're the one i want to watch movies with, cuddle with, spend time with when I'm sick. Nothing brings me instant comfort the way you do. You have the ability to lift my mood and take me a lace of divine luxury. You make me feel like a princess.
You're the one for me, I know that now, and I also know that we can't be apart again. I don't enjoy it when your not around. Your the only one I want to sleep with in this world. I've tried couches and cushions and foamies and tents and cabins and lodges and tree-houses and none of these compare to being with you.
The moment I saw you standing in my room, in pieces, asking for me to have you in my life I knew that leaving you was the worst mistake I have ever made.
Thank you for finding your way back to me,

Now we can sleep together for eternity,
(L)

who's going to save you now that i'm dead?

Today. Today. Today. Today I feel like writing, unfortunately that feeling is not skipping merrily hand-in-hand with something to say.
I'm coming up against a lot of obstacles, not just in my writing which is all but dead.
I feel like a heroic prince; yielding my sword to bravely cut back the terrifying and encroaching poisoned vine that threatens to choke the fragile neck of my princess. Only I can't cut fast enough, and my sword is too heavy and the vines are creeping around my ankles. I can't move, I'm stuck, my sword has fallen to my side, I'm covered in vines, I can't see my princess, she's disappeared too.
Who's going to save me? If I'm the one who does the saving?
Why am I the prince?
Why can't I be the princess?





Dear Independence,

i love you
I've never had this feeling before, this feeling of being alone and liking it. Independence, you're unlike any lover I've ever had before. You bring out strengths in me I never bothered looking for. When I'm with you I feel like I don't need you... though I must admit it's nice to know you're there watching out for me, someone needs to, since I am totally and utterly hopeless.
I like how we can have such space from each other and not need all that reassurance, not feel that ridiculous jealousy. It's just so nice to be comfortable, with no worries.
Although all this time on my own does make me feel like it's only a matter of time before I fall down a rabbit hole, and as much as I wish I was I'm no Alice, when I fall down that hole I'm not sure I'm going to like what I find.

Don't,
(L)

is planting the seed

I don't have much to say except the usual, I suppose that's the reason for tremendous gappage in posts. I have written several love letters but they don't seem to be able to escape the claws of my spiral bound notepad into the phenomenally expansive world of the inter-web.
I feel out of contact with a lot of the people I love most in this world, they all seem to be dangling over the cliff waiting for me to pull them back to safety... but if you've seen my arms you would know there's not much chance of me pulling them to safety.







Dear missing friend,
i love you
I want to see fast and furious with you...
who else?
just you.

a seat for two?
(L)




Dear missing friend,
i love you
I want to watch skins with you, eat cupcakes...
Dance in the rain?

Just me and just you.
(L)




Dear missing friend,
i love you
Lets have coffee's and cuddles?
goonies and giggles?

I miss everything about you,
(L)




Dear missing friend,
i love you
Tell me a story, about badminton in the backyard? or guitar sessions in bed? Tell me a story about my missing friend.

There's too much room in my bed.
(L)




Dear missing friend,
i love you
Where's my adventure buddy? where's my tea and talks?
where's my practical jokes?

where's my banana fantana?
(L)




Dear missing friend,
i love you
I want pinches and punches. I want you to make me cry and make me smile. I want sweet nothings. I want nothing.

?
(L)




Dear missing friend,
i love you
where are you? Why am I all alone?
Where's my cuddles in the night? the smiles in the middle of a fight?

I'm alone and lonely
(L)