Love Letter 

I’ll tell you a late April’s lie, but I wish you could believe it because it has never been more of a truth before:

There came a time in everyone’s lives when we just lied back, relaxed under the sun, feeling it’s soft and warm kisses on our skins and thought, ‘Ah, that’s just what it feels like to be in love.’ That’s what most people compare love to: cosiness, gentleness, fluffiness. It’s this general summer-spring feeling; the one that makes you feel crisp and all warm from the inside.

I think that they are wrong. Or at least partially so.

The thing is; love doesn’t make you want to lie down and relax; it doesn’t just make you feel cosy and all filled up. It doesn’t. Loving someone makes you feel as though you want to do everything at once; and literally give it your all. It makes you feel motivated and energised. Loving someone doesn’t make you feel crisp; it makes you feel ignited.

And that’s what it means to love you.

I feel like the world is just a click away; that all I do need is just within my grasp; right by the corner, and the thing is: I don’t feel as though I just want it there, I feel as though I want to work for it. To do all that with my own effort because the outcome is just irreplaceable. What I mean to say is, you, my world, are always just a tap away; you, everything I’d ever need and want, are always there; you’re that light in my darkness, the right path in my maze and the good in a bad day. You’re all that and it took me that long to realise it.

So know that when I tell you to leave, I scream and say stay .

When I look happy when you’re gone, it’s only ever a smile I put on to hide my pain.

When I tell you that I hate you, I mean every word and synonym of its opposite.

That’s all because love is complicated and never simple; so bear with me as I unknot all these feelings I have for you.

Heya lovely readers! 

As I thought, I did feel bad about the shortness of yesterday’s post; and since I’m not coughing at the moment, I thought I’d write a bit of a cheesy something for you all. Now see here, I love cheese but not a big fan of cheesy moments, but this one here is special: it’s a letter from one of my characters to another (nothing personal), so I considered sharing it to hear your thoughts. Therefore, I’d love to see all your comments on it and hope that you’ve liked my special cheese 🙂 


Love, 
Midnight Ranter (aka Ayaka)

We Wear The Mask

You know how when the sun shines from behind a building, it’s magnanimous structure hides off the light and form shadows?

It’s like.. The shadows tumble upon one another; covering up for their mistakes as they do so. They cower away from the sunlight, but really, the sun’s just too powerful for them. So they take the silhouettes of the broad buildings, masking their identities and mingling with one another in a vain attempt of coverage.

Just like us humans with our masks. We wear such masks daily.

And these masks? They cover the glory in us all; we hide behind them and because we all do so, we all become rather dull and boring. Sometimes, though, we wear a mask to make us shine more; but no matter how you look at it, an artificial light source can never win against a natural one. So break the stereotypical and take off that mask.

Be you.

And you’ll shine brighter than any and every star.

Thank you for reading 🙂
Midnight Ranter (aka Ayaka)

(Credits of the image go to its artist. And today’s a short piece, I know; but I’m currently on my deathbed with lungs that got amnesia and forgot how to function, one hell of a nose and a headache. So bear with me please and pray that I get better xx) 

Colour me excuse-less (huge rant coming up) 

Dearest reader,

Allow me to introduce myself in one sentence: I’m a person who looks at the world with colours.

Honestly, it helps you avoid judgement in an out-of-the-box way. It makes you want to paint a monochromic field with all the vivid pastels out there. And it makes you sort of happy too.
I see people as colours too, obviously. And you know what? It works. A blue person is one who is reaching for equilibrium. Peace of mind. A red one is one who’s richly passionate. A yellow one is bright and cheerful. A green one is kind and youthful. And the list goes on. (Check out my colour dictionary here.)

Basically, this is all an introduction to the real deal here. And my topic today is about excuses.

Now you might ask, ‘What do colours have to do with excuses?’ So my answer, dear reader, would be that seeing the world in colours is something that isn’t recurring everyday. You don’t find that around people daily. It’s something new, let’s say. It’s not repetitive. It’s not as old as an excuse.

When I tell you not to judge; you’ll find an excuse and say that you can’t help it; that there are certain aspects out there that are just so ‘judge-worthy’. My reply? I see the people as colours and so I can’t judge. *Excuse Failure*

When I tell you to be optimistic, you’ll find the excuse and say that the world is filled with dark secret and lies; and you, yet again, can’t help it. I, on the other hand, paint the monochromic parts with my brain and mind and make it all bright and new again. *Excuse Failure*

When I tell you work with a team, you’ll find an excuse and say that you can only work alone. Tell me, will you be able to make a poster without writing on it or even giving it a drawing? Nope, you won’t; that doesn’t make a poster. So I’ll tell you that nothing works alone on its own like that. Different aspects, different chromes and different resources are used. *Excuse Failure*

And now you know why colours are there. Because they just demolished weak excuses in the simplest of ways.

So what is an excuse?

It’s a hideout. It’s a getaway. And most importantly, sometimes, it’s a lie. It could be a reason put forward in order to conceal the real reason behind a certain occurrence. It could be a justification of a specific action or the like. But if you look at it that way.. Don’t you think that finding excuses is a bit dull? Don’t you think that it’s not exactly a good thing? Don’t you think that it slows down your daily activities and for no apparent relevant reason?

Take it easy and don’t stress it out; find no excuses. Come up with none of them. It’s just as easy to avoid the excuses than getting them and it’s even easier to just get on with matters in life.

But as always, thank you for reading 🙂

Midnight Ranter (aka Ayaka)

Lies 

A hundred days,

And a hundred smiles.

A hundred days,

All filled with lies.

I’m the shell discarded,

Washed away on shore.

An amazing grace calls for me,

And I’m but a wretched soul.


Heya lovely readers! 

I’m sorry I haven’t been around as often as I ought to be, but I’ve been staying over at my Grandma’s and the Internet there is.. Well.. Of interesting capabilities. 

Anyhow! Hope you’ve enjoyed this short piece and if you did (or didn’t) please give me your thoughts below; I’d love to improve 🙂 

Love, 

Midnight Ranter (aka Ayaka)