Well Meet Again.

We’ll Meet Again.

Soooo… I was watching The Adam Project and it inspired me to write a short poetry. It’s such a good movie, mixed with crying and laughter, a good combination you don’t see these days. Which is why it’s a great movie for those who hasn’t seen it.

Anyways, I’m gonna get right to it! I hope you like it!

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It’s been a while, huh?

Sorry it took me this long

I’ve searched everywhere for you

You’re still the one for me

My heart belongs to you always

I know there’s a moment somewhere

In a time where we are happy

Even if it’s not now

It will be here someday

We just won’t expect it soon

We might not recognize each other at first

But deep down, we know we’re right together

Even in another life, I’d still find you

And fall in love all over again

Don’t say you miss me

You know you’ll see me soon

Don’t cry, my love

We’ll meet again.

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When I watched that movie, the part where Adam’s wife Laura tells him to leave and go back to 2018, and set things right for the future, meaning there’ll be no time travel. Adam hesitates, because it means they’ll never meet, as they met in the future, but Laura assured him they will meet again.

She was convinced by the fact that they’ll meet again, and told him; “Every moment we ever had will always have happened. Even if we correct the time stream, somewhere in us will be the echo of this one and we will find each other.”

That line broke me. She was so brave and trusted Adam to correct the time stream, even if it meant they met in a different place or never met at all, she was SO sure that they’d meet again, just not in the same way they did in the future.

Adam did meet her again in the future, just in a different place and maybe he did remember a little about the past when he went back to find his wife, Laura, because when he said, “Not anymore. I found you.”, they both stared at each other in silence and in happiness, and in that moment, I silently wondered if they somehow remembered what happened in that time when they tried to correct the time stream.

I guess we’ll never know. This movie keeps us guessing at what happens in the end, and if Adam and Laura actually remembered the past.

This movie is so amazing, I can’t describe what I feel about this, but I can say one thing: Love. You’d do anything for your loved one, go back in the past and save them or change the past, make the future better and maybe alter it a little.

Time travel is amazing, isn’t it? Such a shame it doesn’t really exist. It would be great if it does exist, and we’d be able to fix our mistakes and maybe save our loved ones from death, or sickness, or anything. It makes you wonder, doesn’t it?

Well, I’ll leave that part for you guys. Thank you for reading this! Have a good weekend!

I think that if you let me,

I’d treat you like the sky.

I’d join up all your insecurities,

bundle all your flaws

into a new constellation,

and search for it endlessly.

I know you don’t see yourself

the way I see you

and you still argue

when I call you beautiful.

But all the things you can’t stand

about yourself

are all the things I can’t

go a day without.

I think if you let me,

I’d build an observatory

just to show you

that all the stars in the universe

will never shine as brightly

as you.

- Courtney Peppernell ‘Pillow Thoughts’

Injuring Eternity (Chapter 5)

I told myself I was over it, but heck no, I’m not. My brain keeps going back to this and I’m not complaining about it, because I’m proud to say I’m a fan of Mono. She writes the best fanfics of RariLight.

I wanted to share this with my followers, and maybe Mono (haha) but I don’t know if this will draw her attention. It can’t hurt to try!

Well, let’s get to the point of this blog I’m posting. I’ll be sharing my favorite lines from Mono’s fanfic Injuring Eternity.

This is from Chapter 5:

Even when Twilight felt like the whole world was crashing around her. Rarity was still able to make it seem like everything was okay; like they were just saying goodbye for a weekend part, not for the rest of Twilight’s life. The alicorn moved in to hug Rarity, burying her face in the crook of the other’s neck. She breathed in the scent of perfume, knowing it was the very last time, and she felt tears wet her eyes.

“Rarity, I…” she faltered, her chest hurting. “I’m going to miss you,” she weakly finished, her voice cracking. She had missed Rarity before the time-traveling escapade, and now she’d miss her a thousand times more. Even there, holding her in her forelegs, she’d already begun missing her.

“Shh, love, don’t cry,” Rarity soothed, leaning her head against the top of Twilight’s. She brushed the lavender mare’s mane with one of her hooves as she spoke. “Oh, my darling. You won’t miss me much longer. Soon, you shall find wonderful friends who will make you happy, and I’ll become nothing more but the faded memory of a pony you loved once upon a time.”

Twilight shook her head, tightening the hug. Faded memory? Never. Rarity’s smile, her eyes, her laugh, her scent, her voice, her everything. She would never fade away or become just a vague memory. Twilight would never allow it.

There’s just something about this that makes me go back to it every time and re-read it over and over again.

Maybe it’s because I long to have someone to love me like that, or I want to love someone like that.

When I read this fanfic, I was touched. I nearly cried. It was so emotional and sorrowful, and also a little happiness. It was like someone took out all of my feelings and wrote them down and turned it into a book.

When you love someone so much, you never really forget them. Everything reminds you of them. The tangled sheets on the bed, the lingering scent of them on the pillows, a favorite song you’d always sing along with them on the radio, things you used to do with them, now hurts you the most when they’re no longer here.

What if we never forget the way they touched us? The feeling of their hands against yours, the warmth as they squeeze tighter, showing how precious you are to them.

What if we never forget the color of their eyes? The deep, but bright blue eyes staring at you, and you could just get lost in them forever.

What if you find their old sweater they left behind, and it breaks you down into tears when you catch a whiff of their scent on it? It brings you back to the days when they’d wear it, and you’d ask if you could borrow it sometime, but you never remembered to give it back. And they didn’t care, because they loved you.

What if you never forget the way their lips curl into a smile? The world shines brighter whenever they smile at you, and your heart melts at the sight of it.

You wish you could rewind time and re-live it all over again. To go back to those days where you were foolishly and hopelessly in love, and there was nothing stopping you both. You want to hold them in your arms again, and never let them go.

But you could only live in the present, lost in the world you used to be in with them, because you don’t want to leave. You want to stay with them. Re-play the memories over and over again, to ease the heartache, but that only makes it worse, doesn’t it?

That is what I think of when I read this fanfic.

Thank you, Mono, for writing this.

I love you so much.

Chaos.

It’s always a mess inside my head

Full of thoughts I wish I didn’t have

They drive me crazy and I want them gone

But they’re still a part of me

If I throw them away, then who am I?

Am I me?

I don’t know anything

It’s a blur now

I can’t seem to remember a thing

But the only thing I know

In the midst of it all

The chaos in my mind

There’s you

Standing in the middle

You bring me peace

And I want to escape to you

Bury my chaos so deep

With the sound of the ocean

Waves crashing against the rocks

Holding your hands

And kiss your sweet lips

When it’s chaotic inside

I just have to think of you

And suddenly it’s peaceful

You are my peace

In my chaos

I hope you stay forever

Because I need you.

I thought about kissing you today

and yesterday

and the day before that.

I know I’ll think about kissing you

tomorrow

and the day after that

and some more days after those days.

I think about kissing you

slowly

and tracing my fingers along

your lips.

I think about kissing you

in your car, in the rain, on your doorstep.

I think about kissing your

dimple, your cheek, your spot.

I think about kissing only you

not anyone else

just you.

- Courtney Peppernell ‘Pillow Thoughts’

I let them in to let me feel something again.

It’s been too long without a feeling.

Forever, actually.

I’ll sip what you give me so I no longer feel empty.

Every kiss I give is in turn a kiss to myself to heal my bruising.

Is this me losing?

Everything?

Myself?

Who am I anymore?

- ‘Nineteen’ by Makenzie Campbell