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Postby SilhouetteStation » Thu May 16, 2019 4:07 pm

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    here I will be posting various forms of writing, whether personal pieces, or short stories involving my characters.

    any kind private messages are welcome. I appreciate and thrive on people's positivity, and it's always lovely as a writer when someone connects to your work.

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    I would ask that you please do not post here.
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_I don't need you anymore.

Postby SilhouetteStation » Thu May 16, 2019 6:42 pm



    sometimes I think of you
    and sometimes I do not.

    I'm happy to say
    that nowadays

    I mostly do the latter.
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_a good dog.

Postby SilhouetteStation » Fri May 17, 2019 11:45 am

    may your well-travelled paws
    guide you on your way

    run joyous and free to your
    mother, brothers, and sisters
    from a place you were loved
    to a place you will also be loved.

    this is not a goodbye, rather
    a see you later;
    in some other time, place, realm
    we will meet with you again.

    every dog is worth the heartache
    because

    they give our hearts to us
    and in return we give ours to them.
    a lifetime of happiness and laughter
    warm enough to soothe the pain.

    dear dog please know
    that in your whole lifetime you were
    never anything but

    a good dog.
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_an interesting proposal pt.1

Postby SilhouetteStation » Sun May 19, 2019 3:45 pm

I rubbed my eyes, squinting slightly at the laptop screen in front of me. The bright lights were starting to mess with my vision. Probably because I'd been staring at it all afternoon. I glanced outside; it was starting to get dark, and I had no lights on. Huh. That probably wasn't helping either.

As I stretched out from my place on the couch, I heard footsteps approaching down the hall outside. A key turned in the lock - I always locked the front door when I was home alone - and Juno entered.

"Honey, I'm home!"

That was his usual greeting, and as cheesy as it was, it still made my mouth twitch up in a smile. "Welcome back," I replied, stifling a yawn as I did so. "How was work?"

"Fun as always."

For some people that statement might come out as sarcastic, but he actually meant it. He worked at one of the last video and DVD rental stores in the country. That place was like a wonderland to him. He'd keep all those stores running forever if he could.

"What about you?" He asked, moving over to the couch and ducking down to plant a kiss on my cheek. "Getting some good progress done?"

I let out a little sigh. "Some of the coding is a bit buggy, but I've got most of the biome set out."

Putting the video game design degree I had to good use was both equal parts rewarding and frustrating. At least I was working for an actual design group now and getting paid. One can only take being a broke University student living on ramen noodles for so long. I loved Juno for supporting me through that time, and I loved that we were living together now even more.

"That's good!" He said, giving me another kiss. "Buggy or not, it's still a step forward."

"How are you always so positive?"

"I just like people to be happy," he said with a shrug, moving away and back towards the kitchen. "What do you want for dinner?"

"Anything, as long as it's edible."

"Careful," he warned teasingly. "I could serve you up chalk."

"Mmm, calcium carbonate."

He let out a snort as he laughed, rummaging through the cupboards. "Uh…pasta? I can do some sort of pasta?"

"Sounds good to me," I replied, saving my progress and logging off. It was almost a relief to close the laptop and put it on the coffee table, away from where I'd be tempted to keep going. Even if I did do this for a living, I knew when I needed a break.

We chatted while he got things ready, me turning to cross my arms on the back of the couch and lean my head on them. I tried offering to help, but he politely refused all attempts. "Cooking helps me to relax" he said, not for the first time. I shrugged. "Whatever you say, chef."

When he started on the sauce, I couldn't help but take in a deep breath and let it out as a blissful sigh. "It's not fair," I complained. "Your cooking always smells good. I could literally marry that sauce."

"Oh yeah?" He held up a piece of macaroni, the only kind we had left. "You wanna put an elbow on it?"

I let out a giggle. "Not sure it'd fit as well as a ring, but I'd sure give it a go." He let out a laugh, but it sounded off. I tilted my head. "What's up?"

"Nothing," he said lightly, shaking his head.

"Juno."

"Shannon," he mimicked my tone.

"Talk to me."

He hesitated, busying himself with something so he didn't have to look at me. "I mean...would you ever want to?"

"Want to what?"

"Y'know…" he shrugged. "Put a ring on it."

I let his words sink in, processing. "You mean like - get married?"

"Well...yeah. To me, I mean. Not the macaroni."

A weird silence seemed to descend on the room, enfolding us into a situation I hadn't been prepared for and didn't know if I could get out of.

"It's not something I've actively thought about," I said slowly, deciding to be honest. "I know it's almost been five years since we got together, but I guess...I don't know. I hadn't really thought about it." I paused. "Have you?"

He'd never mentioned it before. Once or twice he said he'd like to, but it never seemed to be anything more than a passing comment, and then he would say something else to shift the conversation. Had he been thinking about this a lot? Or was this all from a silly pasta joke?

"Sometimes," he said quietly, shifting from foot to foot. I stayed silent while he spoke. "I mean…I was always going to ask you at some point. Now and then I've imagined what it would look like. What we'd look like. How it'd all feel. But I know it would probably cause stress from organizing everything, and you don't deal well with things like that, so…" he let out a tiny sigh. "I didn't know what you'd say. I guess I was scared that you'd say no."

I felt bad. Had he really been too scared? He was right in saying I might have the odd breakdown or two, but would he really have not asked at all because he was afraid? Did he care so much about me, he'd push something like this aside so that I would feel comfortable?

Part of me wanted to say yes right now. Yes Juno, of course I'll marry you. We can start planning as soon as possible. We'll have a lovely wedding, you and I. We'll have a big celebration with our friends and family.

And then I laughed to myself, because he and I both knew I wouldn't say something like that. I couldn't lie about not being uncomfortable and jump into something so huge so soon. Thats not how relationships worked. And remember, I reminded myself, he isn't actually proposing, is he?

…is he?


"Shannon?" His voice broke my thoughts, and I realized I hadn't spoken. He was looking at me with concern in his eyes. "Are you okay?"

"I will, but not now," I said without thinking.

His eyebrows creased together. "Huh?"

"I don't know if this is a proper proposal, but…I accept the idea of a future proposal. I'm saying 'I do' to the idea of saying 'I do' in the future. I'm..." I frowned slightly, trying to think of the words. "I'm saying yes to being engaged to you. In the future."

A smile tugged at the corner of his mouth. "So you're saying yes in advance?"

"Yes," I said, nodding. "You can propose, and I'll say yes. We can get married. You can put a ring on this finger. Just not yet."

"Not yet," he agreed. "In the future."

"In the future," I confirmed.

He finished getting dinner ready, and brought it over so we could eat on the couch. Before we started he cuddled up into my side, squeezing my hand tightly. I looked into his eyes, inches from mine, and felt my gaze soften.

"You know what's a 'now' thing?" I asked softly.

"What?"

"I love you."

His cheeks blushed a rosy pink.

"I love you too." He then gave me a playful smack on the arm. "Now come on, eat up before this gets cold. It is marriage material after all."

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