AN: It's been a while since I've been around but being a procrastinator and having a concussion will do that to you. I wrote these poems for my creative writing class and figured I'd put them up and see if I can get back into the swing of things. And to those of you wrongly quoting the movies behind me in creative writing, I know who you are.
Star Wars isn't mine. I'm just a nerd who dreams.
Enjoy.
Freeze the Clouds
It's not the first time this has happened,
and it's certainly not the last time.
But this time things are different.
He stands slightly in front of her,
holding her hand,
shielding her from you.
He knows what you've done to her,
knows that she still wakes up screaming,
and he's not going to let you touch her again.
He feels you've done enough.
And if he has to go instead of her,
then so be it.
He just wants her to be safe,
and you just want your son.
Win/win situation right?
Wrong.
Who knew that hurting him would cause her so much pain?
What has become of the girl you knew before?
Clearly the war has changed her.
Love has changed her.
It's funny how history likes to play games with us.
After all, wasn't such a love lost before?