WRITING OBSTACLE
Submitted by Maranda Quinn
Show a powerful emotion – love, grief, rage - in a quiet, everyday moment.
Instead of writing a dramatic and drawn out scene, think about how subtle actions and sensory details can carry the weight of the feeling.
Sleepover
It started little.
Tucking me into your arms,
Holding me close,
Hiding behind my hands when the movie got scary.
Running your fingers down my arm,
Distracting me.
You really killed the mood of the movie,
Because dammit,
How am I supposed to focus on people getting stabbed
When you’re dropping little kisses on my cheeks and nose?
Heartstopper is on now and I’m trying to scream at the tv I’m going to rip Ben’s throat out,
But how can I do that when your arms are wrapped around my waist,
How can I have a single rational thought when your fingertips brush the skin just under my shirt?
How can I do _anything_ when right here,
Safe in your arms,
This is _everything._
And now we’re in your room,
Curled together on your bed.
I’m smiling and laughing,
Doing everything but breathing.
I’m trying, I really am,
But oxygen is overrated.
Who needs it when I have you?
My head feels fuzzy and light,
My limbs feel heavy but like I’m floating.
You’re all I could ever want,
All I could ever need.
They’re right there but I don’t care,
We throw pillows at them when they turn around, it’s fine.
You’re kissing my neck and I’m trying to think,
Trying to push my brain through the fog.
I am everything and nothing,
Nowhere and everywhere.
You’re like a drug,
And I’m happy to be an addict.
There’s really nothing like being with the girl you love,
Kissing her at 4 am.
There’s nothing better than this.
I don’t remember falling asleep.
I remember it getting light outside.
I remember trying to keep my eyes open with my head in your lap.
I remember smiling up at you.
I probably looked like an idiot,
But I don’t care.
Somehow, with you, I just don’t care about anything.
_I don’t deserve you_
Is what my brain whispers,
But I push it away.
I’m selfish, but I don’t care.
It’s so easy, so natural to be with you.
I trust you with everything I am.
It feels so _right_.
I woke up lying next to you.
I woke up happy and whole and content.
You look a little angry when you sleep,
It’s hilarious and so fucking cute.
I’m trying to read bad webtoons,
But you keep distracting me.
I want to touch your face but I don’t want to wake you up.
When you finally do,
The first thing you do is smile at me.
I might’ve had a heart attack right then and there.
You’re beautiful, you know that?
You reach out to rub my back,
Blinking sleepily,
And I swear my soul started floating away.
I love you.
I love you I love you I _love_ you.
I don’t know what was wrong with me before,
But you fixed it in that first hug.
Maybe I was just depressed,
Too depressed to see what was right in front of me.
I think you’re fixing that too.
I used to think love was like fire,
And it is, sometimes.
But it’s also like a blanket, keeping me warm.
It’s like a gentle breeze, tousling my hair.
It’s peaceful and comfortable.
It’s you.
You are all my love,
All my heart.
You’re everything,
And I’ll die before I let you go.