Write it down so you won’t forget the times you are living in. Pick up a pen and bleed your life onto a blank page as if you have a story to tell and must tell it now before it fades. Because it will fade. It will all be black and white and dissolved into the air like tissue paper candy left to melt in the bright afternoon light, turn to liquid lemon vapors on the indifferent wind.
He bathes and watches me get undressed, tells me I’m the most beautiful creature he has ever seen. I pull a brush through my hair and wonder if even a small portion of that could possibly be true, and if it is is it worth anything. I sing about sex and drugs, lipstick and video games. Later on we laugh at the idea of an embarrassing death and dance across the kitchen floor in bare feet as though we were young. We fill each other’s wine until the bottles and our thirsty pink tongues run dry.
The trouble comes when you try to write a story which is not yours to tell. You cannot write yourself a new life, you have to lift your two trembling hands and build it from the ground up in real time using real fear, true hunger, honest tears. It is hard. It is messy. It is very, very scary but a little less so if you have someone to twirl you like a child in the dead of night.
Remember that you only live once. Remember the map of the way around the sun in the hopes you just keep spinning around and around and the good times never fall through your fingers just to slip away through the cracks.
Allison Marie Conway 
This is brilliant piece!
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From you that means so much to me, Tomic! Thank you ever so. πΉππ
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How lovely to read, you have such a lovely thoughts being shared. “Because it will fade”, these lines from your piece mean a lot if we could ponder. Everything really fades, even the fresh memories we keep will fade. If we right them down, at least we can reminisce and recall the happenings from the past.
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Oh thank you so very much, Iβm so grateful and touched that you feel close to this piece. ππ»πΉππ
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Sounds like you’re making the most of the moment, whether you believe in it or not. You’ve written a lovely piece that signifies this and it recalls to mind ‘impermanence’.
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Thank you for such a kind and lovely comment, it means so much to me that you enjoyed this. Impermanence has really been on my mind lately. ππ»πΉπ
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this is beautiful π₯Ί
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You are so lovely, thank you so muchβ¦πΉβ₯οΈπΉππ
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πππβοΈπI once wrote a story that gradually came true in reality. At other times I tried to describe an almost vivid dream, but I was not able to describe it as beautifully as it seemed to me… Wish You a beautiful saturday night AllisonπΉβ€οΈπΉ
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Thank you so very much, you too Mic.. β₯οΈπΉππ
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βRemember that you only live once. Remember the map of the way around the sun in the hopes you just keep spinning around and around and the good times never fall through your fingers just to slip away through the cracks.β
Yes love, may the good times never ever fade awayβ¦πππΎππΉ
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Hello beauty, thank you so much for reading. It means the world to meβ¦ πππ»β€οΈπΉππ
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I needed this reminder again, and this message this week, and have read it a few times. Thank you. You are a very talented writer.
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I am so touched and grateful you resonated with this so deeply. Thank you ever so much. ππ»πΉπ
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I love your writing, itβs as if you actually allow us access to your most intimate thoughts, what a privilege! πC
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This warms my whole heart to hear, Cheryl! Thank you so very much Iβm so grateful. β€οΈππ»πΉπ
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I have your book luminae in my lap, itβs worn, pages bent, some stained with coffee, but your words never fail to inspire my writing and Iβve never properly thanked you for this! So thank you Allison! πC
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Oh my god I canβt even begin to tell you how very much this means to me! I have actual tears in my eyes Cheryl, thank you thank you that means everything to me!! All the love and gratitude I send you, beautiful creative soul. ππΉβ€οΈπΉπ
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How beautiful can words be if it is not through your own? This is the one I love reading! π
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Thank you so very kindly, Iβm so grateful. ππ»ππΉπ
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It is wonderful and my pleasure to love it. π
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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Always a joy and pleasure to read and share your posts with followers, My Dear! Hope you have a great day!! xoxox ππππΉ
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