Sid Miller Jun 12, 2019 in Writing Life: The Lie You know that scene in Harry Potter when he’s making breakfast for the Dursley’s? That’s pretty much how my life feels. My friends, family, anyone and everyone I meet just want so much, and I try to give it to them but it’s never good enough. I’d blow up Aunt Marge too. How can someone ever be rude? What sours in a person to make them like that? It baffles me. Life is such a shame some days. Idk.
Sid Miller Feb 12, 2019 in Writing Love I love you. I’m not sure if you think I am your true love, or whether you even want me to be. Alas, I feel like something inside of me is telling me that you, are mine. The funny thing is, for the first time in my life, I believe in myself.
Sid Miller Feb 9, 2019 in Writing Love Sleeps You are asleep, and that is fine. You do not sleep enough. I wish I could have you at all hours of the day. Alas, knowing that you dream; sometimes of me, is too beautiful to wish not.
Sid Miller Feb 7, 2019 in Writing Midnight Midnight. Is the time I wish for you most. I can reminisce, midnights in different places. When I lived in the city, how stunning the river was at twelve o'clock. There were no stars in the city, but there were lights and that’s all I had. Wishing for you.
Sid Miller Feb 6, 2019 in Writing Dearest Stranger I am sorry. I am sorry for the aching the world has gifted upon you so unjustly. I am sorry for when you feel lonely; I am most sorry for when you feel alone. Loneliness is too excruciating to go through on one’s own. The scars it leaves can only be healed by love. I hope you find it. Being lonely is nefarious, but being alone is something else. Friends will come and go, there will be times you wished they’d stayed, more times you’d wished they’d left sooner. Cherish them while they’re still here. You’ll miss them when they’re gone. You are not alone; I know the pain of loneliness all too well. I know that when pain visits, you greet it as if it had been missed. The pain on...
Sid Miller Feb 5, 2019 in Writing She changed me She changed me. She changed the books I read, the people I loved. She changed the night sky; the moon and every star. She changed the way my heart felt. She showed me a love so great I never thought could exist. She’s gone now, but I am not. She changed me, into me.
Sid Miller Jan 25, 2019 in Nature I want you to remember this moment. The way it could have gone and didn’t.