-Through the eyes of someone with no connection-
I remember that night so clearly now.
Clearer than when it actually happened
Was I there?
I can't tell you yes or no.
but,
It seemed like such a blur at the time.
it was frightening to watch
the colours.
bloodred,
but it wasn't blood,
just in her
imagination.
sky blue,
like before the sunset
and all the colours in between.
but just in her
imagination.
the sounds.
laughter at first,
then heavy breathing (from running up the hill)
and then silence
for a very long time.In her
imagination
i know that between their eyes there was some exchange of feeling and, no, I know what your thinking, and it wasn't love.
it wasn't love.
no, not love, i don't see how that would have been possible.
shit.
why?
but there was something that just linked them
together.
As they stared into each others eyes I knew that things would never be the same, in more than one way.
it WAS beautiful, though.
In an strange sort of way.
ugh.
i cant remember a time where i have felt since then.
felt anything.
anything...
I was in a trance.
It was so strange.
But she was beautiful.
But no!
This is not about me.
No, no, no!
Not about me.
I know what
you were thinking and
you were wrong.
It wasn't about me.
But she was beautiful
-By Tivativa (or Lydia, as my real name goes, or Priscilla, my middle name...hahah)
GOOD-BAD- UTTERLY DISGUSTING? please r and r and have an OUNCE of mercy because I'm new at this! ( ;
(describes A- my family, B- the "inner workings of my female mind)
and C- all the other junk in my mind (plus some fantasies, lol)