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Think you can control me? Well you're wrong. Do you see how strong I can be? Do you see how weak I really am. The pages in the book turn, as another chapter in my life closes. I'm a new girl now. One of the future, not the past. To late to dwell on what has come, yet to early to see what is to be. I'm a new girl now, living for the future...not the past.
She sees you when she dreams. The many sides of you. When you're sweet, and when you're mad. Every time you look at her, she just looks away. To embarrassed to tell how she really feels. Not wanting to be rejected, she keeps it inside. Already feeling pain, whenever she sees you. She dreams of you, the many sides of you.
MY HEAD IS A RUSH, I MAKE A MESS OF EVERYTHING I DO. EVERYONE IS CONCERNED BUT NO ONE SEES THE TEARS I CRY INSIDE MYSELF. WE'VE KNOWN EACH OTHER FOR A WHILE AND JOKE AROUND LIKE SIBLINGS. NOTHING SEEMS TO STAY THE SAME. AS THE WORLD REVOLVES, SO DO MY EMOTIONS. CHANGING EVERY SECOND OF EVERY DAY. MY HEAD IS A RUSH AND I MAKE A MESS OF EVERYTHING I DO. AND ITS ALL BECAUSE OF MY FEELINGS FOR YOU
The End of Time
She was sitting on the dock, the wind blowing her soft brown hair. The waves were rolling onto the sand. She walked off the dock and headed down the beach. Quietly he followed, not wanting her to know, yet wanting her to see him.
They both walked down the sandy beach, one following, the other leading. Where to? He never knew, all he could see was in front of him, everything else vanished. Walking along, he came closer to her. She stopped and turned around, watching him. They both stood, one watching the other. The wind ruffled her pale blue skirt and her hair hipped in front of her face. She turned around and walked, he followed, once again.
Lightning flashed across the sky and thunder rumbed deeply. They kept walking and he walked beside her. Soon, the rain started softly, wetting his hair and dampening their clothes. Still, they continued on.
Suddenly, sh turned and dove into the sparkling sea. He watched, understanding what was going on...the Calling, He walked down the beach after she was out of sight, but not out of mind. He kept walking until they met again. At the end of the long walk, the end of the beach, and the end...of time.
 Coco_Bunny23 · Tue Apr 22, 2008 @ 04:44am · 0 Comments |
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