Blank Sheet of Paper
By: Trivette Lover Heather
Song rights: Tim McGraw
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AN: First little fic, in a real long while. Very little meat in this fic, just getting started again, but hope you enjoy it none the less. I have missed writing for you all, and hope to find more time to make some more pieces. I hope life is treating you well, enjoy!
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"Beej, its no use, its just going to cause things to get worse." His bunkmate added, while sitting up from his bunk.
"How do you know, ever cheated on your wife have ya?" He replied, setting his pen down then picking it back up again.
"Well fine you want to ruin your marriage over one innocent mistake, then do it with out my expertise with words." He started out of the tent. "This isn't smart Beej, just isn't smart." He exited the tent quietly then.
The doctor then stared down at his note pad…
I'm just a blank sheet of paper
This fool's about to write you a letter
To tell you that he's sorry
For the way he did you wrong
To ask for your forgiveness
For leaving you alone
He's been looking down at me
It seems like forever
He takes the top on and off his pen
It's like he can't decide
What he wants to say
If he'd just tell the truth
I'd be on my way
"The truth BJ. That's always the best way to go about things. Just tell the truth my son, it shan't lead you astray." The priest offered, not entirely understanding all the details of the situation.
"Right Father, I know. The truth."
But he just stares at me
And I just stare at him
He don't know where to start
To say he doesn't want it to end
Now its one hour later
And I'm still a blank sheet of paper
"Still nothing?" His bunk mate returned, looking over at his friends note pad.
"I never thought I'd be in this position Hawk, I don't exactly have the words rolling off my tongue."
"Look, this is gonna drive you bonkers, if you don't get it out. And with all due respect, I'm not looking forward to the sleepless nights of worrying over your not sleeping because of this letter which will cause us both nights of not sleepingness."
He caught a slight smile from his friend. "I'm touched by your concern."
"Beej, you're either gonna tell her now, never, or later. This entire event lies in the hand of you and whether that sheet of paper stays blank or not."
The sunlight is shining through the curtains
He's almost asleep pen in hand
There's a tear in his eye
That refuses to fall
If it would land on me
That would say it all
He wipes a tear away, and closes the note pad. Maybe one day, he thinks; but not now, not so far away, perhaps not even ever.
Oh but he just stares at me
And I just stare at him
He don't know where to start
To say he doesn't want it to end
One broken heart later
And I'm still a blank sheet of paper
END!
As always, till next time – TLH † Please review, it helps me, help you.