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I am a writer of dark magical realism. All that is visible but rarely seen, all that is real but seems surreal, all that is dark yet radiates light.

Friday, August 13, 2010


I love you, you were my first. I had such high hopes for us and still do, but my hopes were just hopes and now reality has my dreams dashed and with a heavy heart I utter these words--we must break up.

I gave you my all and you gave me your all, but our all was not all, after all. It was but a sum and a sum is a part, and a part is not enough to make a whole.

Don't despair, we both took it as far as we could go and now--we must break up.

A piece of me still clings to you and again that hope creeps up hoping we can make it through but each day that passes once again reveals the painful truth--we must break up.

I give to you that piece of me that clings to you, you keep it; it doesn't serve me--I can't put the piece to use.

Maybe in due time, we can once again combine in synergy, with not just our hopes aligned, but the stars will shine and our will, will pull us through, but for now--we must break up.

I learned a lot with you: lessons that will be applied to another, the mistakes we made will be rectified with another but all will attributed to you. I thank you.

I have to prove to myself I can make it; that it's not me, it's you.

I must move on to another. I can't do that emotionally tethered to you.

Well that was fun: like everything with you, I got to break every literary rule and now we are officially broken up.


  1. Wow. Very emphatic and poetic. I would actually accept this break up because of the flow. I hope this isn't a personal story.

  2. You are indeed becoming very poetic. Maybe you can critique my work one of these days. I like this.

  3. @the both of yous: I was being melodramatic and that style is actually considered poor writing, lol.

  4. Poor writing or not, its still poetic.

  5. Forget the writing, is this a real break up from your literal book?

  6. I think you got caught cheating on the book; with poetry, comedy, and that fast ass, no good, double-timing screenplay who probably ran his mouth and told the book that you were steppin out on him. Now, let's see if the book has game and can come calling you late on some stormy night and get back in good with you lol.

    Keith B.

  7. Awww, I'm reading your right now. You really are so beautiful. In 93,000 word you encapsulated the whole human experience in the darkest of times, in the darkest of people, let there be light. Forgive my impatience, forgive my doubt, from the depths of the soul and the bottom of my heart: I love you. My love and will, will see us through.