Letters to You...

To Her; I just can't handle this. I miss talking to you all the time. I miss going for our walks. I miss your random humour. Laughing about each other. Parties with you. Our goony accents. Writing stories with you. Just everything we usually do together. Now it seems that we can no longer find any common ground.


I'm losing you and I knew it would happen as soon as you found out. That's why I waited so long to tell you. To me, it was like signing off on our friendship. That's what I hated. That the two of you somehow made a show of my life and put everything into categories.

Then the blames falls to me... Even though I had no intention of falling into the middle of your sardonic and sadistic love triangle.

To Him; I believe.. despite my recent attachment with you, that the two of you are most probably destined for each other. That your worlds will always intertwine, That I will not have the slightest chance of staying in your heart because, at the end of the day, she was your first love and your one and only. Just as you are for her.

You split up because you deny it and you try and hide your constant pulling sensation towards her. Which is undeniable. You are both drawn to each other. It is inevitable and unexplainable. Also, it is a pity.

I truly do love you both, in different ways. I just hate the thought of losing either of you in any shape or form. I hope I do not have to... Ta-rah...
Love CBC xxx

Mixed Wash

I'm falling into line, dear,

I've become;

                     a lost cause

                                        a little lamb

How do you change an image of yourself,

When the lines are drawn so clear?

How can you stop a rumour of something that was once true?

how can you build a life on a lie? Is there point to even try?

Lines mixing,

colours fading,

nothing makes very much sense.

Though, in the end,

you might just catch a glimpse...

of the fragile heart behind my tired and lonely fence.

By CBC (TM)

Ta-Rah!

Love CBC!! ^.^ xxx

Geeky Tiems :)

I have read every single one of the Harry Potter books - More than once. I have watched all of the films - many times. I have joined lots of groups and online sites of Harry Potter. I've been out at midnight to buy the films when they first all came out. I had a Harry Potter backpack as a child. I have a Harry Potter bed cover and all the sticker books. I have a wand. I used to pretend I was Hermione Granger in some local woods where I grew up. I have a video of my friends and I quoting the books, word for word. I cried my eyes out and sobbed "Mischief Managed" when the last film, of the last book finished. I am the Potter Generation. I am a huge geek.

I stayed up several times over the duration of a week to get on to PotterMore (the continuation of the world of Harry Potter). How is it that I still have yet to receive my welcome email. Most of my friends are already online and have been sorted into their houses. It seems like such fun and I can not wait.

Okay, enough of my geeky ranting. :)
Ta-rah! Love CBC ^.^ xxx

Broken Strings ^.^

You hugged me tightly. Heavy breaths, shattering and falling in uneven patterns. Standing in front of me. Broken. You were broken. You spoke in whispers of memories and of fading pictures. You spoke in unchecked mutterings. You told me I was the first to listen.

I was the first, it seemed, that cared.

It broke my heart to see you like that. It seemed you were crumbling. I have no idea if you meant it. I have no idea whether those feelings and thoughts you profess are true - how can I? However, I can say that when you were in that state of mind, to me you were an angel. You are all I could think about loving.

I see an angel,

don't let that fade away,

For the very first time,

I want you to stay...

I'm losing myself,

from everything I knew,

I'm feeling closer than ever,

And now I don't know what to do.

Original by CBC (TM)

Well, Ta-rah!

Love CBC ^.^ xxx