The colors of spring and winter

October 23rd

Nascent

Very recently coming to existence.

I don't know how long he's been there but me and him have walked down the same path for some time.

Close to as long as I can remember, but we haven't always been friends.

I used to be afraid of him, my heart would race at the thought of him,

I'd cry if he was in any room with me, but for that I do not blame myself.

Things you are not used to, things that are not part of your definition of ordinary, can be terrifying.

But as time went on we stopped walking at opposite sides of the street, I stopped running from him.

He became much less terrifying and just a part of life. I accepted him as my neighbor but didn't bring him a house warming gift.

I don't know what changed but now we are close friends, i don't go anywhere without him, he's been with me even when nobody else was.

He's been with me even when I wasn't there for myself.

He's no longer scary but rather comforting.

No matter where I go he is there, and he could tell my story better than anyone I've ever met.

Nebulous

Ill defined or hazy.

Oftentimes I get the feeling that I am living in a surreal dream.

I look in the mirror and I don't recognize the person I see in the slightest.

Everything and everyone has a glass wall between us despite my efforts.

Things seem hazy and hard to understand or remember.

Necropolis

A cemetery

I wake up unsure of what my day holds until I see my bike on the front porch.

I quickly rush out the door and onto my ride I go.

I Pedal hard through town,

I pedal up the hill,

I pedal until I'm at the gate.

It opens at the front but not the back so I climb over the fallen fence.

I walk through the graveyard and look at all the headstones.

I glance at all the lives that have lived and all those that have passed.

I unzip my backpack and pull out my seventy page notebook to write.

I write about my life and what the people there might have been.

Niche

It took me a second to come around but within days of meeting her I had a crush.

I knew she didn't like me back, I didn't mind that much at all.

When she said she didn't feel the same way the only surprise I felt was when we stayed friends.

I remember when we started the blog hoping to be like the ones we loved so much.

We enjoyed ourselves so much I had so much fun with what we had.

We met many days ago, we had our fun and I still wonder what she's up to today.

Night

The time when things get dark and the moon comes out.

Last night was one the most enjoyable times I've had in quite some time.

We walked down the highway and talked about things we knew only each other would understand.

We ate candy by the sound of grocery carts and cars passing by.

He climbed on the sides of signs as I took photos of the street lights.

When we arrived at his house we continued our conversations.

Much of it was pointless but even more was putting dots together.

He painted a colorful sky in his sketchbook, I worked on a gift.

He fell asleep to the sound of a horror movie as I continued on my present.

Eventually writing a late night entry and falling asleep on his couch.

Lately I've been falling into puddles while it's pouring, last night I was dancing in the rain.