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missing youIt's been a week since I saw you last
And I'm starting to miss you sometimes, a little bit
Like the way you make me laugh & stuff like that
Can't stop myself, but oh well, I guess that's life, isn't it?
Not to go crazy
I'm set in my mind
On not going mad
But some things
Well you just have to live with them
On not getting too sad
I see couples on the street all the time
And i'm not spiteful or anything, but they're all holding hands
And I remember that it's been a while
It's ok but it hurts a little bit
rushIn those rare moments
Where I dare to
Let myself miss you
In the dead of night
The feeling is so
Powerful & overwhelming
That I know, oh I know
That even though you say you do
You could never miss me more
For this aching feeling, this
Feeling of sheer emptiness
It is all-consuming
And I do not believe
That anyone could match it
I long for the feel
Of your skin on mine,
Your incapacitating smell,
The sound of your heartbeat,
The taste of your lips,
And that look in your eyes that says
More than words ever could.
The TrundlerThe waste land behind the fire station is always silent. No birds sing there, and even the wild rabbits and feral cats avoid it. Weedy wildflowers nod their seasonal heads in the breeze. Lying fallow in the midst of housing developments, shopping malls, the new movie theater — the vacant lot stands out like a knife wound on a woman’s placid face, shocking, brazen, ugly.
It is always empty. Except for one thing: a ragged heap of old trash, all nasty black tar paper and vicious snarls of rusted wire, car parts and broken glass and other junkyard jetsam. The embodiment of injury waiting to happen, an invitation to a tetanus shot... the city never hauled it away. No one ever wants anywhere near it; it radiates an eerie sense of calculating watchfulness.
And at night, it wanders.
When darkness falls, and the last cars heading into the hives of tract housing stop illuminating the asphalt with moving-picture shadows, it… unfolds. Bitter, broken tangles, grotesquely mov
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