First Post. Almost.

 Found this from my baul C:\Documents and Settings\ E[k]s\My Documents\CW\. This is a product of my creative writing class, and I officially submitted this with Obituary as title. How’s this for my first post?!

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E[k]s, 20, died due to complications of the heart, for he could not express his true feelings to the woman whom he wish to spend the rest of his life with. Neither was he able to utter his remorse for his failure to do so. Thus, his heart was heavy and he could not bear its weight.

He was a diehard, hopeless romantic who had always believe in the magic of love… hoping that if they were meant for each other, then, they will be together in the end, no matter what comes between them.

His pathetic life, as he described it, ended right after failing to convey his feelings one perfect night to the woman he regarded as his best friend. It was a perfect night, yet nothing had happened, or so it seemed. his lips would not move to express the thoughts of love that he has for her, and struggle as he might, though his courage did not fail him, his lips refused to sing with the rhythm of his heart. And so nothing happened, but the effort was a great burden to his heart, as well as his mind. He thought later how stupid he had been. (He would still be stupid if he was still alive, anyway.)

He did not realize that he was divided in himself. Half of him wanted so much to tell the truth; half of him wanted to conceal it for fear of losing a good friend. Much to his remorse therefore, he could not loosen the words of his love. His lips refused to heed the command of his heart (and who says emotion always triumphs over the mind?), so that his will suffered altogether.

In the end, he succumbed to the sorrow and decided to end his agonizing plight. Now, E[k]s rests in his own neverland, where fantasy still comes true, and everyone is as hopelessly romantic as he is. 

E[k]s’ life has ceased to be. Before he perished in unrequited love, his heart was torn in two. Yet where he is, may his lovelorn heart beat more easily, and may his words flow from his lips more freely.