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Introduction: My first blog and why I made it

Hi, I'm Denise, at this moment of writing (2014), 19 years of age. I've been writing officially (I call it official since I became part of the school publication) since I was in 6th grade.


This is my "first" blog. First being in double quotation marks because even before this, I had done one, but I don't think it was ever really published, more like a blog only for my eyes. I don't even know what happened to it. Anyway, here in this blog I will be posting all my poems, quotations, short stories, maybe even my novelettes, anything that floats my boat. I will also include my letterings, maybe some sketches or stuff. Everything related to the pen that I can think of. :)


I started this blog, as suggested by my friends because they knew that I love to write. Well, I considered it, and thought it might be a good idea. Since I wanted to keep a close copy of all my works. I even wrote them in a small notebook that I usually bring with me, but still, having a copy on the worldwide web would be good too. I also think that it would be nice to share my works with other people. I write to express my feelings, and I think that there would be people out there who could relate to the things I write about, maybe even help them or provide some insight. I know that at the moment, most topics seem to be about love, unrequited at that, but I will endeavor to post other writings about different topics. I will work to post all my works from the past up to my present ones, and hopefully, those of you reading will find some that you could connect to. Hope you all enjoy the things in this blog. Thanks for reading! :)

Monday, June 15, 2015

This isn't a Fairytale

There's really not much of a story to tell.
You're no prince,
And I'm no princess either.
This is just about me and just about you...

We're barely even friends,
But you're not gonna bend,
because I'm no Beauty
And you're definitely not a Beast.

Everything is different now that I see you.
My mind is tangled up with many thoughts.
I see the light; for me the fog has lifted; for me the sky is new
But for you I'm not shining like the starlight; you don't see me.

I thought my heart had learned its lesson.
About my feelings for you, I don't know what I'm thinking.
But to me, you are my Hercules.
Out loud or as a whisper, I won't ever say I'm in love.

I'll just on dreaming, dreaming my Enchanted dream.
That's all there is to us.
Because even when you're so close
But still you seem so far.

This is not a fairytale, it never was; but who knoes?
Maybe, just maybe, it'll still be my Ever Ever After.
Because even outside fairytales, dreams do come true.
Maybe someday you'll see me too.

This is Why I Like Him

It's not like I've never seen his type,
But it's not like his type is common either.
Still, there's something about him,
and it's enough to keep me noticing.

He's not the only one I keep an eye out for.
I am a naturally curious person who seeks the interesting.
But of all those whom I take notice of,
He's one out of few that can keep me interested.

There's still so much I do not know
About him, I just can't help but be curious.
And with every new addition to what I know of him,
My fascination just keeps on growing.

What exactly does he have that holds me?
What is it about him that keeps my attention?
What makes my eyes follow him?
What makes me drawn to him?

I guess it's in the way he talks to me.
I'm not exactly a talker, not one who can do it casually,
But when it comes to him, when it's him I'm talking to,
I find myself responding so naturally, so easily.

I guess it's the way he smiles.
The way it just looks so adorably cute on him.
The way I always see him with it.
The way it's just so genuine, so real, so true.

I guess it's in the way he acts.
How he can make me laugh with his little antics.
How we can both be quiet at times and it doesn't seem awkward at all.
How he doesn't brag, doesn't show off, but even when quiet, he's just so awesome, so out of this world.

I guess it's just that it's so easy for him to be himself.
And this is why I like him,
but I will never tell..
No, he will never know.