The Brown Eyed Dreamer

'Fill your paper with the breathings of your heart.' William Wordsworth


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The First Night

All I can remember of those rooms,
Was a haze that fell along the walls,
And laughter that rose and fell like
Confetti bursts at the final bell toll.
I remember smiles wide as sunlight,
And kisses from foreign, familiar faces-
Promises that friendships made
Would not be forgotten.

But most of all I remember
The soft, sweet certainty that
Told me even if every other night
Of these 365 memories is laced
With bittersweet regret;
This night would remain the beacon
Of a beautiful,
Wonderful,
New Year.

Morning all! This post was quickly scribbled about five minutes ago as I’m walking to work so I apologise in advance if it makes no sense. 2013 for me was a wonderful year, and I was fortunate enough to spend the transition into 2014 with some of my most favourite people.
In regards to 2014, I can only hope it brings me good music, good food and good memories with the very best friends. I hope you all had a fantastic New Year and that this year will be the very best yet. Have a wonderful day!

~thebrowneyeddreamer

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A New Year

When people ask me, ‘Did you enjoy 2012?’, I have to think for a second before answering. Because in that moment, a thousand thoughts flurry through my mind’s eye in a kaleidoscope of colours and emotions.

I see family, friends, laughter, tears, shouting, cheering, love, loss, good points and bad points. I see late nights spent whispering, texting, over-analysing, crying and daydreaming with youthful hope. I see mornings spent running, eating, talking and dancing around my kitchen with my dog. I see a relationship that flourished then shrivelled and grew worn like a flower after Summer’s last sun. I see a friendship that became something more, then simply faded away. I see a summer that could’ve been the best and almost became the worst of my entire life. I see a fractured self-esteem only now learning how to mend itself. I see a dark time of trying to find answers to questions I didn’t have, a time where hands reached out and pulled me back up to a place of light and hope. I see faces, some happy, some sad, some just thoughtful. I see memories which I’ll cherish long after these years are over, memories that will still bring a shine to my eyes and a smile to my lips long after they happened. I see a new year, promising and full of childish hope and naïvety, just waiting for me to explore. I see it all, and then, coming out of my daze, I answer.
‘It’s been an interesting year,’ I reply, a small smile playing on my lips and the glint of a thousand memories and secrets yet untold reflecting in my curious eyes.


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All Kinds of Friends

There’s so many different kind of people you meet in life, and so many types of friends.

There’s the friends who know everything about you, who could mimic your actions and parrot your words. The friends who know just how to make you laugh or make you happy, who can always tell when something is wrong even when you’re putting on your best brave face. The friends who know your every secret and insecurity, but don’t judge or gossip. The friends who are like your twins, so alike to you that you almost merge into each other.

Then you have the friends you can be stupid with, the ones who you can always count on to make your chest hurt and your eyes stream from laughter. The friends who remind you that life shouldn’t be taken to seriously and help you to see the best side of things. The friends who make you giggle at inappropriate times, or laugh loudly when you should really keep your voice down. The friends that are the most fun to be with, always up for a laugh.

You have the friends that are there for a crisis, when all your other friends turn your back on you. The friends who sit for hours on end listening to your troubles, your angry rants, your fears, giving you advice on what to do or simply just listening to you. The shoulders to cry on, these friends are here for you when you most need them, and know they can come to you when they need you as well.

There’s the friends you text constantly, the friends you only see now and then but your friendship is always as strong as ever, the friends who are there to gossip with, the friends who you always have a good conversation with, the friends you could never get bored of, the friends you couldn’t live without, the friends you can’t remember meeting but will never forget.

And then sometimes out of the blue comes a different friend. A friend who is all of these personalities combined, who you can talk with, laugh with, cry with. A friend who likes some of the things as you, who knows you inside and out and who you know inside out. And you call this person your absolute best friend, and the both of you live happily ever after together in a world of personal jokes, late night deep conversations, random meet-ups and perfectly imperfect friendship.