Theme table for spn_30snapshots
In a fit of madness, I signed up for the spn_30snapshots challenge. Thirty Dean/Castiel ficlets ahead! I chose Theme 11: He Said, She Said.
01. In those years, people will say, we lost track
of the meaning of we, of you,
we found ourselves
reduced to I
02. There are more things in heaven
and earth than are dreamt of in your philosophy
03. We shall not cease from exploration
And the end of all our exploring
Will be to arrive where we started
And know the place for the first time.
04. Yet the weeks are short
The months go racing by
And the years have wings.
05. She might be an everyday sort of brave,
And possess no want or need to be saved,
Examined, and pitied by the likes of me
06. It was not meant to last forever in the real world.
But why admit that, when you can go on
doing what you always do
07. And along a long street's
majestic emptiness under the moon:
one hand on the angel's shoulder, one
feeling the air before him,
eyes open but fixed...
08. The Thing Is to love life, to love it even
when you have no stomach for it
and everything you've held dear
crumbles like burnt paper in your hands,
your throat filled with the silt of it.
09. the wave of a life darker than my
life before me sped, and I,
larger than I was, grown dark as
the shoreless depth,
arose from myself, shaking the last
light of the sun
from me.
10. they give me pain, so I live with pain,
they give me hate, so I live with my hate,
they have changed me, and I am not the same man
11. and i did unforgivable things
and you perfected a certain cruelty
and when the end came screaming at us we fed it fresh, new years
our best years,
our prime of life years
12. O' God it's wonderful
to get out of bed
and drink too much coffee
and smoke too many cigarettes
and love you so much
13. The stain of love
Is upon the world.
14. I measure every Grief I meet
With narrow, probing, Eyes -
I wonder if It weighs like Mine -
Or has an Easier size.
15. There are a hundred places where I fear
To go,--so with his memory they brim!
And entering with relief some quiet place
Where never fell his foot or shone his face
I say, "There is no memory of him here!"
And so stand stricken, so remembering him!
16.I want to know
if you are willing
to live, day by day, with the consequence of love
and the bitter
unwanted passion of your sure defeat.
17. forgive me if i laugh
you are so sure of love
you are so young
and i too old to learn of love.
18. I chose to do something with my life
that I knew I could fail at.
I spent my whole life walking
and hid such colorful wings.
19. Too long a sacrifice
Can make a stone of the heart.
O when may it suffice?
20. After a while you learn the subtle difference
between holding a hand and chaining a soul,
And you learn that love doesn't mean leaning,
And company doesn't mean security,
And you begin to learn that kisses aren't contracts,
And presents aren't promises...
21. When it comes, will it come without warning
Just as I'm picking my nose?
Will it knock on my door in the morning,
Or tread in the bus on my shoes?
Will it come like a change in the weather?
Will its greeting be courteous or rough?
Will it alter my life altogether?
O tell me the truth about love.
22. We two form a multitude
23. you said Is
there anything which
is dead or alive more beautiful
than my body,to have in your fingers
(trembling ever so little)?
24. There has been a key
for every lock you’ve picked
& when you picked the locks
the keys lost all their weight.
25. Here is your cross,
Your nails and your hill;
And here is your love,
That lists where it will.
26. It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.
27. What use are books to me
When in you it is possible to read
The Gospel of my life on earth
And still beyond, of things to come?
28. I believe Icarus was not failing as he fell,
but just coming to the end of his triumph.
29. Well--
all things turn bitter in the end
whether you choose the right or
the left way
and--
dreams are not a bad thing.
30. Time for you and time for me,
And time yet for a hundred indecisions,
And for a hundred visions and revisions