hullkris
the scenes flashing through my mind, back and forth on how we were, what we were, what we could have been. the heart breaks round every corner, the longing that still beckons your hand...never again. they will never return. im through.
memories of marine biology, swept away by the currents that carried me there. what happened to my youth? my hopes? my dreams?
the friendships there that seemed undying have faded, and now i'm left with a mere seashell, a memory of better times before this.
jaws. teeth. scales. claws. big head, small arms (tee hee.)
kind of cute, to be honest. in a sort of, "wow, you're terrifying. be my friend?" kind of way. meh. i've written three or four entries for this one. time for a new word.
strange, that this was yesterday's word and hasn't been refreshed. yet, kind of ironic. it's the creature of yesteryear, the terror of the world that existed billions of years ago, yet we still ponder their existence today. what a strange irony.
we've pondered for ages about the demise of such incredible creatures. what happened? how did something so strong fall so quickly?
i've always wondered: monster? or misunderstood?