Dora101

She never thought in the days passed Christmas, they would make it three months; Tears rolled down her face when she slept that night. She never would have realized exactly three months later under cascading water he would have asked her to be his girl. She cried sweetly while water hit her cheeks. She never knew they would not have talked as much as they should have for two months straight. She cried herself to sleep when he said he missed her. She Never saw that after seven months she was falling apart. She cried looking at the only picture they had together. Putting his jacket away for good, and hiding his shirt in her closet with tears d

I met a soldier today that even though he was injured from the waist down couldn't help but dream about riding his motorcycle again. I smiled at that and he nicknamed me "simplicity". We asked each other of riding stories and I could only name one. my first ride that had me feeling as if I were given wings. His eyes shown of childlike wonder; he swore to his family he would never ride again that same day. During the night I wandered back to my new found friend and we watched the motorcycles light up the streets with their power. It was our version of Swan Lake. He says to me; "Do you know why I call you simplicity?" No, I had no idea I j

She wanted to find a way to be in his world, He wanted a way to belong without interference. The flow of black on the gray stone reminded him of her presence, smooth and solid without a trace unmarked. Along every crevice he worked to the picture in his mind, Her eyes slightly close and lips lighter than a pout, His vision ended on the concrete of her collar but began with the tip of her eye. Lighter his touch began as the black silk soaked into the surface, All her features highlighted as he saw her with each glance. His work, with the paintbrush knocking to the ground, was finished as he looked to the edge of the building they alwa

Taps on my shoulder, Time to go. The last look into the leaves swaying in the warming air brings back all the moments I felt beneath these ropes of green held by the scraped bark. The feelings of: Love Betrayal Beauty Pride Clarity Love, again. Hurt Contentment If only I could tear down the leaves holding the moments I wish would shrivel up. The hurting and betrayal are probably the first that comes to mind but no, it would be the contentment to me. Content of being alone instead of falling in love for the third time, I would rather cut away that stem from my life and let the wind dispose of it then feel this way for another season

We sat under the tree and you first held my hand. The day you placed the small daisy in my hair. When we splashed water on eachother during summer and laughed. The day you promised we would always be there for eachother. Well I remember, even now as you may not be able to see me but I'm sitting infront of the small black words on your stone. Always there for eachother even when we arent together anymore; I'm here. I stretched out my hand you held that first time, Opened my palm to the bare stem and center of the daisy I kept Still wet from my tears at the stem I promised to be here the day you passed away. Before laying the petalless

Dear Mom and Dad,  You always told me I should never let someone tell me I can't do the thing I want most of my life. I took that to heart and thought for three years, six months, and four days about what I really wanted out of my life and now I have my answer. I want it to be mine. I'm enlisting to make you proud of me and to show you I can mature far beyond my years; you said it yourself mom and dad. You both said that it would help me grow up alot in a very short time. When I was younger I thought I wanted to know the real honor of a soldier but not anymore. Not anymore, I really just want to show you everything I've been trying to tell

They say when you are in love you know it, The only thing I knew was when the flower wilted When each petal was lost one by one When my necklace I wore for him lost desire The truth revealed itself in the end. They say you hope for the one you love, What I hope for will never happen He wont be standing with me at prom He wont be clapping for me at my graduation He will never feel the hope i once had. Afterward they say your heart passes to another for mending, My heart was split more than once He created my pulse again He picked up the pieces one by one My desire to wear something new struck I was revealed the beginning.