A New Day

It's been a few days now that I've been enduring the pain in my left arm and shoulder. Long enough to almost get accustomed to it. As the doctor told me that I have a pretty good tolerence for pain, I thought to myself, a broken arm is not nearly as painful as a broken heart. But this time it was not my heart that was broken. Nevertheless it was painful.

I’m not even in love with you

I’m not even in love with you

I love your beautiful dreamy eyes

I love your sexy voloptuous smile

I love your soft cheeks

I love your bright golden hair

But I’m not even in love with you

Can I ever be in love with you

Will I ever be in love with you

Will you let me be in love with you

I’m not even in love with you, yet

A Superhero Star is born

She asked the old lady how did He became the Flying Silver Guitar. She replied ''as the story goes, He was on the roof of the Empire State Building all depressed from his new found and lost Love. After meeting the most beautiful and only girl that was able to touch his heart he could not bare the pain of not seeing her again. So he would go to the Empire State Building at night yelling her name, hoping that by being on the tallest building in the city she would hear him. As he would spend hours on the roof just dazed and confused. Nobody hasn't seen him in months. One night he decided to bring his guitar on the roof to play for her. His guitar cries could be heard from miles. He was playing as if he was possessed. As he kept playing the clouds started to move and dance like northern lights in the sky above him. More and more the clouds were getting agitated and colourful. The rain started to pour heavily. The rain drops were white-silver-like drops and glittering with electrical shocks. His fingers would sparkle with each note that he plays. As he gets more and more into the music more and more sparkles and electrical shocks would fill the air. Until it all becomes a symphony of colours, sparkles and lightning that transforms him into a Flying Silver Guitar.

After the sky became clear and the rain has stopped, he was lying face first on the guitar. His face was all silver and sparkling. As he started to lift his head the sun slowly started to rise in the sky. That's how he became the Flying Silver Guitar.