
05-01-2007, 08:43 PM
A little something I wrote. Comments?
As she folds the carefully crafted note into a small pink envelope, she lets a few tears stream down her face. The ink trickles down the note as she seals it with a carefully placed kiss. Inside this note, her dreams, hopes, and prayers have been poured out; hoping that one day, he will read it. Everyday she waits patiently for her lover to return to her once more. As the days grow longer and the nights grow colder, her heart dies a little more. Every night as the fire burns down, tears or sorrow stream down her face and into her soft hands. She drifts off into unrestful dreams full of him. Her life has become a downward spiral, everyday the same sorrow, the same aloneness, the same lonely day. Soon she stops eating, and grows thin. She holds her life on the edge, crying her eyes out. Looking down, hoping to see the bottom. But all she sees is emptiness. And just before she jumps off, two huge arms wrap around her. These arms hold her tight, never to let go again. These arms cradle her close, while softly whispering "That was close. I let my love slip through my fingers and almost lost everything that was dear to me. I could never ask for your forgiveness, for leaving you alone. All I ask if for you to love me like I love you."
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