Limbo of the Heart Have you ever waited so long for something because you love it?
Have you loved someone for so long that there is no one else?
Have you been not there, and yet not here either?
Has loving for so long come to a state of Limbo?
Waiting and Loving.. A Purgatory for the heart buried in your chest.
You can't go back, and you can't go forward.
Day Of The Full MoonOn a beautiful dark night
Where this full moon shines bright
My tears wishing to be seen
but no one around too keen
Wishing to hold
crying so bold
this pain unbearable
but just the same
I cry not just for me but
for you who became
I want you to relax
but I know it too well
When that's how you feel
I can't seal this deal..
You won't budge
and I can't nudge
All it ends to is that
I love you and only you.
Charm Cafe Chapter 1
"It's Just A Spark"
Chloe Welsh didn’t think that her day could get any worse until her Grandma told her she was selling the café.
“Hang on! What?! Grandma you can’t be serious! You can’t sell the café!” Chloe practically yelled at her.
At the time Chloe was standing at the coffee machine and had been making a triple marshmallow hot chocolate, her speciality! A few splashes came from the cup, falling to the floor and onto her apron. It didn’t seem to bother her though, Grandma had her full attention.
“I’m getting older and it’s getting harder and harder for me to run the place.” Grandma reasoned her steel blue eyes filled with great sadness as she sat sipping a cup of tea at one of the numerous tables in the café. “Your mother thinks it would be good for me to travel a bit, you know see the world and all that.”
Chloe paused for a moment, deciding to examine Grandma
Final Mission"Get those ODST's out of here! I've got it covered. Go!" I shout to the remnant of my squad who lingers behind me. "Jackson..." Parkson pleads. "Just go!" I roar, firing off at the Covenant soldiers, keeping them at bay. 211 is down, Parkson is bleeding. There is more then one life on the line. And I need to make sure they get back to safety. Save one life and lose hundreds? Or sacrifice one life and save just as much?
I don't turn as the Pelican lands, thudding roughly onto the battle-scarred cement. I only pay attention to the looming threat of the Covenant soldiers pressing closer and closer with each growing minute. They're getting testy, testing our barricades and daring closer then ever before.
Plasma bullets tear across the gap and pelt my armor, melting it in different places. My shields are down and I am bleeding in more then one place. Most of the places severe bleeding takes place. A bad plasma burn rips at my skin, just beneath the ribs. I