Where we left off
I haven't written in awhile so sorry if it's not all that great.
The icey water touched the tip of my toes then left once again. It reminded me of the times where his soft finger tips moved their way along my shoulder, then my arm, then my hand. Then somehow making their way to my fingers warping slowly around each one. I closed my eyes and smiled at the memories. Those days were the happiest of my life, those days made me feel like every thing was truly okay.
I felt his arms warping around my waist, and him whispering in my ear, "I can't believe you're mine." I couldn't believe he was mine. I remembered his smooth lips pressed against mine for the first time. His hand on my cheek, kissing me gently. He whispered he loved me for the first time that night. All I could manage to say was "love you too" never could i fully say "I love you".
I opened my eyes and stared out at the water, scared of the future. He wouldn't be a part of my future, and that was the hardest part to admit. He wasn't here to talk me through the bad, and laugh with me through the good.
Those green eyes, the greenest I have ever seen, would never look at me across the classroom again. I missed those green eyes. Those green eyes made me believe there was good in the world. Those green eyes made me smile, and cry. They made me feel his love.
I remembered that night. The warm summer night of August, when he said he'd be back. He kissed me goodbye, told me he loved me and got into his car. He drove down the street and never came back. A car had drifted into the wrong lane, and took his life that night. That night was the night I was going to tell him about me expecting his child. That night I stayed awake by his bedside, and whispered little stories that my mother once told me ages ago. That night I was able to tell him I loved him, and he never responded.
I wiped a tear from my eye, and moved my hair out of my face. I wasn't supposed to remember him like I do. I was supposed to be able to move on. I couldn't. I lost my best friend, my love, my life. A month later I lost my child. There was nothing left for me here on this planet.
I miss those green eyes of my dearest lover, Brandon.
I felt his arms warping around my waist, and him whispering in my ear, "I can't believe you're mine." I couldn't believe he was mine. I remembered his smooth lips pressed against mine for the first time. His hand on my cheek, kissing me gently. He whispered he loved me for the first time that night. All I could manage to say was "love you too" never could i fully say "I love you".
I opened my eyes and stared out at the water, scared of the future. He wouldn't be a part of my future, and that was the hardest part to admit. He wasn't here to talk me through the bad, and laugh with me through the good.
Those green eyes, the greenest I have ever seen, would never look at me across the classroom again. I missed those green eyes. Those green eyes made me believe there was good in the world. Those green eyes made me smile, and cry. They made me feel his love.
I remembered that night. The warm summer night of August, when he said he'd be back. He kissed me goodbye, told me he loved me and got into his car. He drove down the street and never came back. A car had drifted into the wrong lane, and took his life that night. That night was the night I was going to tell him about me expecting his child. That night I stayed awake by his bedside, and whispered little stories that my mother once told me ages ago. That night I was able to tell him I loved him, and he never responded.
I wiped a tear from my eye, and moved my hair out of my face. I wasn't supposed to remember him like I do. I was supposed to be able to move on. I couldn't. I lost my best friend, my love, my life. A month later I lost my child. There was nothing left for me here on this planet.
I miss those green eyes of my dearest lover, Brandon.
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