"Sad stuff makes beautiful poetry, but it's not so pretty to live with." [-Merecat]
*For the Dear Diary Competition*
(I recommend anything beyond 'Tumbling Ash' for the rest is a mess of nonsense words that hold no character, no story and absently fill the page)


4. Lazy Memories



was strange.

I did nothing but laze about for

on Sundays, what better is there

to do?


I surrounded myself by

chocolate and lyrics

(mainly Arctic Monkeys)

and new super-hero based programmes

on Netflix.

What more should a teenaged

girl do on such a dull day?


I discovered old photos,


blended digital pixels on an

aged piece of technology.

And despite it not drawing tears to my eyes like

most old memories,

I found myself wishing.


Wishing upon everything to be like

the old times.

When I got to wear swim wear without a care.

When I could push my feet onto the searing

brown tiles of the Spanish sun and hop on

other shadows to avoid burning

my heels.

When I hugged one person, and it was normal.

No rumours circulated.

It was just meals on the beach

and splashing in the sea

and giggles.



I received a happy birthday

message on Facebook,

from an old friend.

Not just

any old friend.

An old friend that I used to like,

and that used to like me,

and that fell out because,


I wanted to hurt myself.


I don't know if this is because

he did not agree with it,

and there was mostly

some other issues too.

But, we fell out,

and it warmed my heart to get

a message.

Is that bad?


How crazy is it,

how absurd is it,

that a simple collection of pixels

haphazardly tapped in thirty


can make someone

feel like they're fingertips are brushing

the clouds and they're tiptoes are

balanced on the very

top of the world?


Maybe one day,

I'll feel that way without

a computer screen in the middle.

But, for now,

technology can continue to bring me

ever closer to others.


-Sunday 24th May


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