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Dark Chill

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It's dark. I flicker my eyes open and closed. The blurry sensation followed by a crunch in the corner of my eye tells that I had been sleeping. My sedated body starts to respond to the thoughts I was telling it in order to reanimate myself. As I sit myself up from the couch I notice my arm is cold. I think upon the arm for a moment to find it was the instigator in my waking at 3:56am. As if someone was speaking to me, lyrics pop into my head. "How did we get here? I used to know you so well.". Why the hell is that coming into my brain for no reason? I try and blame the fact that the lyrics had gotten there from spending time on PlayStation Home. They would run a loop for the the Twilight trailer and Decode by Paramore music video in a public movie room. But part of me laughed inside at my petty scape goat. I conceded to my true feelings and recognized it was the lyrics that spell bound me. The mere thought of having good times with people only to have it shattered or change in instant. It doesn't matter if it's a relationship or friendship it's still the same. Most of my life those lyrics just remind me of times when things were great with some people and they ended it. The funny thing is that most of those instances brought a choice that ended things, was usually something minor or stupid. But such is life. People are stupid. I'm stupid. I may excel far beyond reason but then in another instance be just so dumb. I consider myself to be a pretty well rounded stupid. Not too stupid, and not too smart. I lost that train of thought and started to ascend the stairs to the house from my warm cave. As I open the door I step into a thick darkness that has muffled television noises attacking my left year and a cold dark chill harassing my skin. I pull the hood over my half skinned head and walk toward the sliding glass door that leads outside. I stared at the backyard as the moon shown down on the snow. Christmas is just around the corner and God gave us snow for his son's birthday. The season of love, caring, and peace.

Love.

That thing we all want, and hardly show. Like the words from Ewan McGregor's mouth "Love is splendid thing. All you need is love." This sick world that ever consumes us all is lacking in this department. Well not only love but other things. To know that God will destroy this Earth makes me feel good. What we have done and become is uncanny, and sick. Since leaving the icy world I have ventured upstairs to get the latest on all my friends. Facebook provides info into peoples life that I absorb as if I was still with them. The common thing I kept seeing on it was people were having problems in love. I usually have the answers, except when it comes to myself. I think about what it was like to truly love and as if my soul cries with a pain of loss. To have love is what we're all seeking. So does our creator. But as I said before I could solve anyones love woes except for myself. I think I've given up inside. I wanted to have a wife and kids, but now see myself just living life. It's always something with everyone, including me. He said this, or she did that. We never look at that persons heart and see why we loved them to begin with. We cling to the words and mistakes that makes us go our seprate ways.

My stomach starts to talk. I turn behind me to see the sun has already caught up with me in starting the day.

This Christmas, my wish is for everyone to love someone. If you lost touch with a friend reach out again, and tell them you miss them and they mean something to you. If you have feelings for someone tell them! This is Christmas. As the movie Love Actually says if you can't say I love you at Christmas, when can you? People realize that this time of year feels all warm, fuzzy, lovey dovey, and it's for a reason! Jesus was born. As you know he is King of all Kings, and is Love. Just as his father is Love. It's a no brainer why this time of year is the way it is.

I love all who I know. I don't use the "love" word unless I mean it. Some don't know how much I love them others think they do. But know that I do.

I love you.



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