NOTHING LASTS FOREVER

I could still remember that night when she said to me, "If nothing lasts forever, will you be my nothing?"

I'm not her boyfriend nor her bestfriend, but I'm her nothing that she hoped to utmost at the end of forever.

The lights are circling its rainbows, the dance floor is danced by, the speakers are screaming, the effervescent wine is bubbling, the guys are flirting, the party are bulging out, and the horses in my heart are racing once again. A very intimate scenario that bumps every 7:00 pm.

I caught her gently taking the air towards where I am, "Hi?" She aforesaid, playing the tip of her light-haired hair.

She is Selena, my nothing.

I took out her wrist and began kissing her, my way of saying 'hello'. "Gosh! You're hot." I sounded out, after I made her back a breath.

I'm Justin, her nothing.

She abruptly had got my hand along the dance floor and we struck off up the squalling beat.
And we are hardly nothing.

Everything started in this place, on that nighttime. She's nothing but a bitch who kissed me suddenly without any permission from me. I'm nothing but a jerk who reacted a kiss in a beautiful stranger. I habit to a party to draw a blank the outdoor world by just simply getting together with every beat that aches my head, to dwell in a dream. She habit to a party to think back how the world might become after her ex-boyfriend dumped her affection, to dwell in a reality. We're too far from our commons, I dwell in a dream while she dwells in a reality. She could only be a reality in my dream, and I could only be a dream in her reality, that was our rule, to fall into nothing.

I don't know how to treat her, but I know for certain how her stupidity threatened me.

I can't detect a perfect definition of love, yet I fall in love.

I love living alone before, but when she comes my spot it hit me hoped to live with her together.

She taught me to lie, when the truth hurts so much. She taught me not to chat up with pain, for it might gain me weep. She taught me a lot, but she has never taught her heart to feed me her love.

"It keeps me wondering about him everytime I got out of this place." She mumbled, drinking her bubbling wine. "This is the only place we didn't get to, and the rest of the spaces where our memories are rooted. It was eight years, how could I forget about it?"

"It was only six years, you forgot it." I muttered, palpating calm.

"Six years is not just only six years, it's a near to beyond." She got going, throwing her temper with me.

I'm afraid this might be my only rule as her nothing, to listen to every gimcrackery sounds she spills.

"An impossible beyond." I swore.

She glared at me, then talk. "Bitter."

"I'm not, it's merely that I'm telling the truth." I grumbled, smirking. "Married couples are far from beyond either how much more for a 6 years couple?"

"You could only say that because you have never felt this kind of feeling, you know being in love." She said, so blind drunk. "Once you fall in love mind has no more gumption for it will be taken away by your fondness. That's why it's amiss to use your heart for it might make you give everything just to tie him yours forever. That's what people get when they use their heart for it attains them thought of forever, as long as you're happy and comfortable, then everything in your mind will be merely hope for a forever." She cracked it with no self.

I only shake my head, trembling so hard. "You're being hanged by that old love that has forgotten by him. Aren't you going to be moving-on? It has been a year!"

"It's my own choice if I'll hold on or let go, anyway. You shouldn't care at all, for you are just nothing. We are just nothing, so back off!" She explained and I settled to remain quiet, before forgetting that I'm just her nothing.

If you cannot let him go from your heart, then let me let you go from my heart. Let us be even. If you are too stupid to hold on, then I'll be brave enough to let you go.

For the last time I plucked her hand going over the dance floor and we have gone to kiss as we were dancing.

This is why we steadied down to stay nothing because in this world where we are nothing, we won't be losing anyone, for we have nothing to lose.

The End




A ONE SHOT STORY
GENRE: FAN FICTION

Written by: Charikarl Adrales 

AS US

As the moon and stars began to embellish the benighted sky, I have bygone on gazing for a falling star.

As the falling star goes far on the spur of a moment, I knew it was you whom I wished.

As I tripped up my heart wishing for a someone whom my heart whispers all the while, I know the real tears are in my heart.

As I always desired to embrace your sweetness, but everything about us has ended up.

As I told you I hate you, but that doesn't mean I don't love you. And you knew I'm dotty enough to let this out, I'm letting you go.

As I please the falling star to grant my wish, nothing but to blank out with the memories that haunt me still.

As time blowing over, I know the wounds will get better and cannot hurt me once more.

As my clock told me every day, time heals, and I believe.


Written by: Charikarl Adrales

Shadows

At the window he constantly looked at, hoping.

At the mirror, she constantly looked at, posing.

Both smiling, looking at a beauty they can't stop admiring.

In his eyes she is a dashing lady he can't stop glancing.

In his heart she is a clothing he can't stop wearing.

In his mouth, she is a food he can't stop consuming.

But she doesn't know anything about his feelings feasting.

She doesn't know anything about his feelings fuming, flashing, firing.

He didn't tell her how his heart gets into shivers in every laugh she's breaking.

He didn't tell her how his heart gets trembling in every charming she's building.

He didn't tell her how his heart gets bounced in every swing she's dancing.

But then, he can't tell her how his heart aching in every string she's plucking.

He can't tell her how his heart bleeding in every clings she's holding and dropping.

He can't tell her how annoying it is to see her cheering for a love she wouldn't stop claiming.

Why won't she stop admiring her boyfriend cannot be outworn cheating?

Why won't she stop adoring his boyfriend cannot be tried adding?

Why won't she just stop putting a glow in the dark on her wall as the sun's shining?

He means, twinkling in the light?

He means, isn't it tiring? Tainting? Terrifying?

He means, is it tempting to love a person that seems trashing?

If it is tempting, he means, then why it was not forbidding?


-Charikarl Adrales .Writer.-

A Broken Heart

SHE :)..
"A burning faith in her heart
With a melody of sweetness apart
With a lovely smile she have
Loved by a loving God above.

In every pain she may fall
She, a girl with a pain to recall
Unto God she surely call
With a blessed kind of soul."

#Happy :D

I want my life story to be told....

  Everyday we meet people by reason or by chance. By hard work we succeed but with out people can we? Yes! we can! Every situations had reasons, A reason to smile and a reason to cry. Through pain we can learn, through pain we grow. Not just pain we grow, happiness also. Joy shares love. Happiness shares peace. I just want to live happily and peacefully. This how simple my life story to be told.

"My Personal Declaration"

I declare:
 



  That I am a self confident to others
That I am a loyal person
That I am a free-will person
That I will live my life to the fullest
That I am not ashamed of the gospel of God
That I am a loving kindness to others
That I am a trustworthy in every situations 
That I will not surrender every chaotic war
That I will be a shining model to follow.

What was my best or happiest memories in your childhood?

        When someone adopted me.. I didn't say that I don't like my true parents. Because I almost died. And when my present family shows their Unconditional Love!.   #Blessed!

What was my most painful or worst memory from childhood?

                          None!, because every memories and moments, I treasured it properly. Even bad or worst I changed it into good. Forgiveness and acceptance are the things to make a Happy Life.  #HappyLife!

Who am I?

   I am a joyous person, a sweet girl. A happy and blessed child. A little bit weird and nerdy but awesome. A loving friend, daughter and a sister. In times of loneliness, discouragements and pains, despite of this circumstances, I didn't give up and yet I'm fighting . And also I prayed it to the Lord. I'm a pastor's kid, a simple girl and a warrior. Even tho I'm a adopted child, a lot of people judging me but I didn't listen for what they said. And I didn't regret that I'm an adopted child. I am so blessed, happy and contented for what I have right now. My family (the one who adopt me) they love me so much, an unconditional love. I might be a happy, joyous and smiling person but deep inside I have a weak heart. I don't have a lot of confidence in facing myself or for what am I to the people. But all of this moments and memories I experienced , one thing I do, PRAY and never Give Up!. :)

                                                                                                                                            

                                                  #AjaFighting!!!!

New Year's Resolution

                       "A Brand New Life, A Brand New Year of a Street Child"


There comes a time when we hear a certain call
When the word must come together as one.
We are the world, we are the children
We are the ones who make a brighter days so let start giving.

This New Year's Resolution of mine is so simple and beautiful as a dream.
That once I'll wake up in a beautiful sunny day in a peaceful place I stay.
That I will eat healthy and decisions foods everyday. That I will not beg
someone and ask money or food. A new life to begin with. That people
will not take me for granted and give me importance of who and what I am.
That bitterness, comparison  and shamefulness will be gone. That I can
prove that I'm strong, brave and a child like wonder.

To achieve this New Year's Resolution, I should  help myself also.
Try hard and never give up everything. I will be the best I can be.

    #New Year, New Life! :)

Poem

The flowers chill (A)
Beneath the hill (A)
A crystal hail it falls (B)
In a warming sound it calls (B)

In my palm I fell (C)
The softness that it bell (C)
With the spade it digs (D)
In the cellar sound of hiss. (D)

• Chill - a feeling of being cold.
• Hill - an area of sloping  ground on a road or path.
• Hail - precipitation in the form of small balls or lumps usually consisting of concentric layers of  clear ice and compact snow.
• Palm - the somewhat concave part of the human hand between the bases of the fingers and the wrist or the corresponding part of the forefoot.

A,B,C's Story

https://www.google.com.ph/search?q=picture+of+a+plant&biw=1920&bih=950&source=lnms&tbm=isch&sa=X&ved=0ahUKEwiowrK4kMjRAhWFp5QKHWpoBkwQ_AUIBigB#tbm=isch&q=sad+images&imgdii=y9sZ7dORFxoXvM%3A%3By9sZ7dORFxoXvM%3A%3B8yxvgWLBMu7NgM%3A&imgrc=y9sZ7dORFxoXvM%3A

                                                                 "Let It Go"

 A- A morning calm before I stand a cup of coffee in my hand.

 B-"Brew or Americano?" he smiled and  said "You!".

 C-"Come on, You better hurry because you're late now honey".
 I said with a pace palm ahead.

D-Day by day memories flashed back. I couldn't help but to cry. At that time  he walked away in our wedding day was the saddest and painful times I've ever felt. It feels like the whole world pushed me down.

E-"Egg or Ham?" 
my friend said. 
"Hey!" You're out of you're mind again. How can  you move on when  you always think about him!He's gone 2 years passed when he turned his back at you."

F-For a moment of silence I bowed my head and said "Letting go is a choice but moving on is a Process." with tears fell down on my food.

G-"Got to go now" 
I said with a forcing smile on my face.and she said,"Where?" 
"In a place where I can let him go in my heart." 
I said and left her without saying goodbye.

H-Hoping for nothing  is the scariest thing.As I went to the place of nowhere , a place where I can
shout it out, let the  pain heal and let him go.

I-Island of Hope they said, because most of the lonely people came here  to let it go.The solemn place where can forget all the pain I carried for the past 2 years.

J-Just a step I walked when suddenly a loud voice got my attention.
"You!" he said
"Me?" I replied in my mind without turning to him.

K-Knowing that maybe someone he called and not me. But the man keep on shouting, so I turned in and a shocking eyes when I saw the man standing in  front of me whom the man ran away on our       wedding  day.

L-Lowly grace bond the wind, hoping the pain will end.
"Hi, good day by the way" with a bright smile he shared.
And I'm like a statue looking at him, not a breath nor words.
"Ahm is it okay if I ask you a question?" he said.
But I'm still a statue after.

M-Minutes after, without  a single word I said but back in my mind, a confusing questions back in.
"Is he that cold?"
"Why the heck he didn't remember me?" This questions awakened me when he said,
"Hmmm I'm seriously lost, I actually have a brain cancer and I easily forgot things and can't remember them back".

N-No reasons for hating him. I'm about to lost my consciousness but I force myself not to.
O-On a loud voice I cried and left back to the hotel and left  him clueless what happened.
P-Packing  my things up, without in my mind I did.
Q-Questions hanging up.
R-Running out of the hotel.
S-Seeking answers on my mind.
T-Taking all the memories back.
U-Until I realized of what he said. He had an incurable illness that's why he left me.
V-Vanishing the pain I felt but hating him was painful without knowing the reasons why he left me.

W-Wind blew softly but pain go slowly.

X-Xian's face appeared in my mind with a sudden whisper caught me.
Y-"You!" he whispered at me with a loud sob.
"I remember you! I'm sorry I left you 2 years ago." he said.
"I understand! You have an incurable illness, I understand why you did that because you  love me, you didn't want me to get hurt." I said while covering my mouth with tears falling. 
Z-Zero degrees, zero heart rate.Everything was gone, he's gone! In a single hour, minutes,and seconds I'm with him I didn't regret every single details.

Describing an Object

       

https://www.google.com.ph/search?q=picture+of+a+plant&biw=1920&bih=950&source=lnms&tbm=isch&sa=X&ved=0ahUKEwiowrK4kMjRAhWFp5QKHWpoBkwQ_AUIBigB#tbm=isch&q=plants&imgrc=4yAMvuo6TyxLiM%3A

                                                 "Plant"

    A beautiful nature was dancing with the rhythm of harmony
  in the air. Long thin leaves with a green combined to a white color, a touch
  of roughness and smoothness, together with  a scent of peace and freedom.
  Is a plant whooshing in a melody of nature.

What Best Represents Me

       

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                                                           "Butterfly"

    I am a Butterfly that gives color to your eyes. A color that
 gives strength and confidence to face the real world. There's a lot of  talents
 that I didn't show yet but just like a butterfly, it has its time! 
    A time to give color or to show the hidden art of confidence. A butterfly
that spreads brightness to the dark world. A butterfly that soars high 
in every chaotic sight. A  butterfly that shares the inside talents, brighter
confidence and a colorful heart. In times of  difficulties, problems and 
discouragements, I'll just lift  my colorful wings and soar it high.

What is Creative Writing?

Creative writing is any writing that goes outside the bounds of normal professional,, journalists, academic, typically identified by an emphasis on narrative craft, character development and the use of literary tropes or with various traditions of poetry and poetics.

https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/creative_writing