Birds of the Summer.

Fly so high, little bird.

You land on my porch a second, a third, 

And wait a while.

I acknowledge you for a moment, 

I even call you cute.

But then you're disregarded,

And I move on.

Everyday I walk past that porch.

Everyday you wait for me.

Sometimes singing, sometimes hooting.

You wait for me.

But to me you're just a bird.

Littering the sky with your wings and colours.

Swooping and spiraling,

Tweeting and chirping.

Forever around. Plentiful.

So I brush you off.

There are loads more like you.

Some with brighter feathers.

Some with shinier beaks.

Summer comes, and the birds return.

Crooning loudly at my window.

You blend in with the crowd,

Quickly forgotten.

But when summer ends,

The birds fly away,

And I am left alone.

And you hang around, 

Eager as ever.

Just as before.

But by the time I realise how different you are,

By the time I know that you're the bird I like the most,

Whose dull colours stood out like a rainbow,

Whose musical call was the loudest of all,

By the time I know you're the one I want,

You fly away. 

I call and call, you used to come back.

But the porch is empty, and you are gone.

Winter is here, and there are no birds in sight.

Ice and cold dew stick to the glass,

Hiding the sky from view.

But I hear a whistle, soft and sweet.

Racing out onto the street,

There you are, and you land on my porch.

I'll feed you bird seed every day.

Promise me you'll never fly away.

And you never do.

Your Own Medicine.

All those blogs I'd written about you. About all the pain and heartbreak I had suffered because of the way you'd treated me.

I know why you did it. It was the only way you could make me let go. And it was hard for me, but in the end, it helped. And now I thank you for that.

You know, most of the people who are unforgiving, really just have to walk a mile in the other person's shoes to understand. 

Turn the tables.

Taste their own medicine.

It's the only way.

And now I realise how you must have felt, seeing as it's now happening to me. But why - of all the people - does it have to be the guy I could turn to when I was upset, and in need of a hug? I didn't ask for this; he didn't ask for this; but it's happened - and there's no going back. Him liking me is wrong on multiple levels, and I tried never repeating what you'd done to me. But now I see, that it's the only way. Making you seem like a complete dickhead as opposed to a gentleman in my eyes had been the pivot point for me. And although I hated you for it, and although it seemed so cruel to shut me out in the cold like that - it worked. And I moved on. 

The fact that I am now doing this to one of my best friends means I'm actually breaking two hearts. It pains me seeing him upset like this, pleading with apologies for me to talk to him. But as far as I can see - it's the only thing I have left.

"I remember years ago
Someone told me I should take
Caution when it comes to love,
I did, I did."

But now you're telling me that I don't care about you? That I never did?

We both know that's complete bullshit. And if my Respect and Care post didn't tell you anything, I don't go that way. If you're one of my good friends, then I care about you. Probably more than anyone else. Why do you even think I'm doing all this? For you. All for you. And you'll secretly thank me, and we both know why.

You say you want to go back to how things were, back to when we were still close friends, but that wasn't helping the way things were, or what they were becoming. 

I'm sorry. It never meant to get this far. But you pushed it to here. My limits closed up, my stress levels became too much, and so here we are, and here we'll stay.

For now.

Mmmm whatcha say,
Mmmm that it's all for the best?
Well of course it is. ♥

Cheap Therapy.

Yes guys I'm actually doing it - this is a blog about blogging.

Now don't just stop reading now; you might find some of this useful. Or at least interesting.

When you're depressed, or have loads on your mind, I often advise to write a blog.

Most people go "Oh thanks for the advice Dannie, but I don't really think I have the balls to write a blog. Sorry." - but they don't know the half of it.

People often ask me why I do it - why do I throw my life out for everyone to see?

So I've written a list on why people should give it a go.

Pros: 

• You don't have to show people your blog page, and you can write under an alias, pretty much making your page anonymous - if that's what you're after.
• It helps with depression. Seriously guys - I've had two friends of mine make secret blogs, with only myself and maybe another close friend reading them. I got to see how they turned from sullen and dry to someone now happy and full of life. Venting is the key. Though this doesn't work for everyone - I've seen it work more often than it hasn't.
• It's a good way to let people know what's up. If something is going on in your life, and you're sick of explaining the same old story over and over - just send your friends the blog link and tell them to read. It's what I've done a few times, and saved time.
• You can make new friends. With my blog, it's really nice or random when people you hardly talk to comes up and says they read and enjoy my posts. That they're going through the same situations and just open up and talk to me. 
• Like I've said a hundred times - it's excellent venting. Like a diary, though without the whole awkward "Dear Diary" thing and the cramp in your hand from pen usage. You also see all the words typed up in front of you, a good way to take things in and accept it. "So why not just write up a Word post" you ask? I'm not really sure. There's just a difference. Give it a go - you'll see. I personally always feel better after a good blog post. 

Cons:

• If you have a public blog, and you post your link everywhere - nothing is really secret (if you're blogging about your life or something). Although - like me - this isn't really a problem, it can be for people who like to keep some things private, so be careful with that.
• It can become a great procrastination tool - not a good thing to have when you have a million assignments or hours of studying to do.

There are actually loads of other points I have, I just can't really think of them right now.
But if you have any more questions, facebook message or formspring me or something and I'll let you know more.




To my regular readers - sorry about this little fail blog. It's just a kind of advertisement, but I promise I'll type up some more interesting stuff when I find some worthwhile topics or something fucks up my life again.


Talk soon, Dannie.
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