Heylo! This is Winter again, with a sad story on my hands, but this is just some sappy weird poem. I have to go write the sad story. Its raining where I live, lol, not a big surprise, in fact it puts me in a good mood. But my room is cold. Brrr... :) shiver Ya know there is a way to make me feel better. REVIEW! Big surprise. But you love so I know you will!
Even in the little things, he was always there for me.
My fall back plan.
That's really lame.
He's my one true love, and my back up plan.
I blush in spite of being alone, being trapped with my thoughts hurts.
It all hurts.
He was my strength
Simple as my daily three meals.
Or getting out of bed..
To when my life in hanging by a thread. (It rhymes... silly me)
Its always been you... Him.
From the things I thought didn't matter much at all,
To the life-threatening information.
When I fly, or when I'm about to fall.
It's you, and no matter how much I wish it was both of us.
It's not. And somehow every small hint, to when I go the extra ten miles you fail to see it.
How can I make you aware?
Make you see, that you're the one.
The one who enables me to breath.
And I can't make me aware of everything that is happening around me.
I am lost in a world of utter darkness.
And you are a small glow in the distance that no matter how fast I run I can never get there.
You've taken my world, shook it up, turned it around. And left.
It's so obvious on what must be found.
It hurts, it really, really does.
I've been missing you so much.
My jaw hurts after a minute of useless smiling.
Swallow. Swallow. Swallow.
I don't recognize you anymore.
I'm just drowning.
I don't even acknowledge why I'm even here.
Gulp. Swallow. Gulp.
"Ms. Tolly?" Glancing up I saw many round eyes focused on my. I leaned back realizing that the teacher had asked me a question. "Do you remember when the French Revolution ended?" I nodded meekly. "1799, Mrs. Kagelar."
End
If you couldn't tell...
Next I might add on a Tancred view...
Maybe.
I should be working on my book report but this is to much fun.