Tough to get up.

Days went by. Time never stopped. It was getting tougher. She wasn’t prepared to face anything that came towards her. Failures had already pulled her down many times, she was afraid that this could be the next. 

Every single time she gathered the pieces and tried to get up, someone/something pushed her with a larger force each time. The force is so large, so strong that the pieces become even smaller. She never gave up but the last experience was so bitter that the present has never been sweet enough. 

Nothing favoured her. Neither did she herself. 

11pm yesterday…

It grew darker. The moon shone brighter. City lights filled the city with life. It was comparitively quiet. 

She stood there in the balcony gazing the sky, waiting for a shooting star. She wanted to make a wish. A wish, uncertain to be true. It was getting tough and the pain in her throat made it tougher. But she kept on gazing; because, it was a last hope. 

The road not taken. A poem.

I have connected a lot with this poem. Just thought of sharing this.



Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth; 

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim
Because it was grassy and wanted wear,
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same, 

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way
I doubted if I should ever come back. 

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I,
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

~Robert Frost

Cause it matters.

​The words you spoke. I’ll never forget.
The way you treated. Wasn’t that too harsh? Weren’t you cold?
You wont realise it ever. I know.
You wont understand how it feels. Cause you dont care. Do you?
It hurts.

Times have changed. And you have too. 
I dont know why I keep thinking of you though.


It just hurts, cause every single thing you did mattered.

~Sapphire

Words cut deeper than a knife. 

23rd May 2017, we were honoured by respective positions in the council body of the school. Yes, I was one of them. Many were left heart broken. Many were happy to get a respectable position (President, Vice President and the Secretary).

I was chosen to be the secretary of Science Club. Yes, I was happy (I didn’t have any hope of getting any position anyway *grins*). It is the lowest position. But I never cared about being in the lowest or in the top position. Yes, I would have been a little more happier if I would have got a better one. 

But little did I know, me being a secretary would be treated like that. And I never knew that a guy who was so sweet to me last year would ever hurt me this way. I never knew he would change just being at a higher position. I never knew. One should know, that everyone can not be a hero straight away, and especially people like me. I am not one of the popular kids in school. I am not an outspoken person. And making a position in school was very difficult for me. I am not like you. You should know that. At least I am a part of the council body… plus, a position is a position. You can not judge it. And let me tell you, you are no boss here, it’s a school. And everyones treated the same way. You don’t have any right to force me to do anything. 

What if, I’m better at something else you do not know? A position can not define me. 

And this, defines you. Now I know you aren’t who I thought you were. Now I know your truest colours. And I promise you, you will surely regret saying whatever you did someday. 

Someday you will. 

Yes, it’s the “I-have-come-back” type.

Getting back to wordpress is so difficult but I really wanna get back. I never wanted to start with this “I-have-come-back” post, but, I have no post in mind, rather I should say I just don’t know how to write and what to write first. 

Many of you reading this might wonder where I was (I suppose), well I was busy. Not really, but yeah. Since my parents don’t know about my blog it is difficult to come up. And the major reason is, since I’m a teenager of 17 and am in the last year of school I have to perform my best in all exams though I haven’t.  And I hate that. It’s the only thing I hate. Really. (Umm… well no, if you wanna consider insects, I hate them too)

I know this is a stupid post. But I just wanna start of with something. Be it this. This is my third post in my new blog. (I deleted the old one 😢😓, for certain reasons) and this is my second stupid post. I just shouldn’t consider them as three posts. Hope I end up writing more posts… of me, my journey of life, the things that hurt me, the people who end up changing for certain reasons, the things I never want to happen but they are the first things to happen etc. etc.

Hope to see you guys soon.

Love, 

Sapphire💙

Ambivalence? Again?

His eyes so beautiful, smile so charming, attitude so lovely, just a little hard for her to resist. She stood there waiting for him to say something. She knew he wouldn’t say a word. He didn’t know her. Or did he? But she stood right there. Just waiting. 

The sun glared. The leaves rustled. And the time didn’t stop for anything to occur. Neither did she stop waiting. She stopped gazing the trees and the grass around, looked up, and her eyes met his. She smiled. And her heart beat fast… so fast that she couldn’t catch it. She could feel the butterflies come again. She thought she had lost it. Infact, she had really lost it for those few minutes.
But… an experience revoked her. She was determined to not go further… because, she knew it would be a pain later. A pain so hard, she wouldn’t recover. Silence became the best tool she could use then. Everything inside her calmed. The butterflies flew away. She looked down and preferred going away instead of getting her heart burnt of all she had to deny.

My love. My life. WordPress.

Climbing up the stairs to reach a new and better place filled with love…

Hi there!
Wordpress. Well, what do I say about this? I was on wordpress till last year, but then I had to delete my blog due to some unavoidable circumstances. I got so addicted to it that, even though I deleted it… I kept on thinking about it, and so here I am again. ✌
It used to be such an amazing time before. The love I got here, the comments, the followers, the likes! OMG, they were amazing, why did I delete it?!
Anyway, I can’t get what I lost. The love. The care. The joy. I guess I can’t get them back. But, this time I’m back to regain it. I’m back with new hopes, new stories and a better life, unlike the previous one, ugh just forget it. So I’m just back to enjoy, to share, to learn. But, will I be able to get those 100+ followers back? Will I be able to write again? Will I be able to get those 1000+ likes again? I hope I will. I will, right? Well, I hope for the best. Anyway, I’ll still be here… enjoying…
Not making this long, bye-bye for now.
~Sapphire Wilson😙