Saturday, September 1, 2012

LOVE LETTER:PLEASE DON'T LET THIS MOMENT END

Slowly, my sleepy eyes drooped farther and farther down...until finally I had fallen. Fallen into a deep sleep, a flurry of dreams and fantasies. My mind swirled through memories and future events which I wished to come true, or was going to without my sense of knowledge. Solely one wish, I wanted to come true more badly then my eyes wanted to continue to drift into a dream state, was for a memory to come true once again. For now that the day had ended, nothing else was on my mind but that day...if only it could happen again...or maybe better, if that was possible. For it seemed that that day was perfect. Utter serenity with the one I love. Where are your arms to hold me tight? Where are your eyes to gaze into? Where are your lips to press against my own? Where are you? Away, I answered myself, away. All which was above had happened, now it was above itself, where you were, in the stars, in the heavens... far away from my reach. I looked up and there were your bright glittering eyes beaming down on me. I rolled over to the empty space beside me, to which you were lying just next to me, and now, now you were in your own bed, while I was reminiscing not able to sleep at all. Yet my eyes yearned for it as they continued to droop ever farther. Your voice continued to ring in my head, telling me you wouldn't leave until you knew I was going to be ok. For that you didn't leave. Still, you were gone now, and I was still ever far from being ?ok?. My fingers tenderly felt out every wrinkle in my blankets from where you were holding me close. After your departure, watching you go, knowing you wouldn't turn around for one last look. I waited patiently for your call, yet finding out later that you weren't going to. I wait patiently for me to search for you. Failure found me instead. Word reached me informing me, of why you were not able to come, why you were not able to call. Not being able to hear your voice, not being able to see your caressing words as you would to my soft cheek. Nothing of you...just a few last words of resentment.
Suddenly, the words on the screen came out towards me as if it were a threat, a threat that I would never be tantalizd by your soothing voice. I had caused the threat that stood before my eyes, to myself.... Forbidden to my heart, this led me to being heartbroken. What have I done?

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