Ahh...I see your point, but that is explained in the next chapter in another flashback. Don't worry, I don't like to leave plot holes.
Thank you for your kind words!!! The new chapter will be out later this week, maybe saturday or so. I'm glad you enjoyed it! ^-^
Dylan has a crush on his childhood acquaintance who is now his deskmate in class — but he has no idea how to figure out whether he feels the same way. When Dylan's best friend comes up with a plan to solve his problem, will it work, or will it only cause him more pain? And things get even more complicated once he finds a mysterious love letter in his locker, forcing Dylan to play detective.
Air.
I needed air. I could only handle being close to him and close to the mixed signals for so long.
A shaky breath forced its way past my lips, and I excused myself from the theater. My hand pushed at the cold metal door to the parking lot — a place I could think for a moment — and I glanced back at the rows of seats.
Maybe, just maybe, it was in my head all along.
His name was Tanis. Cute name, right? It made me smile every time I heard it out loud — or even thought of
That was a beautiful poem! I'm sorry to hear about what had happened to you, but it's good that you found the strength to go on! Strong imagery and great diction! Good job!!!
I really loved some of your poems. The ones about the loneliness with love really struck a chord with me. I can definitely understand that right now. Beautiful work.
I would already consider them art. They deal with music, writing, and sometimes beautiful representations of fictitious worlds and realities which can involve beautifully crafted sceneries - in my opinion, they're more of an art than cinema is, really.
Honestly though, I could care less if they were recognized as a real art form or not- it doesn't change the game! It doesn't suddenly make it ten times better! I would still enjoy it, regardless.