Author's Note: Song is "Counting Stars " by Sugarcult. It will be in bold. The poem in italics is my own, and the future poems will be mine too. This poem is called, "Longing".
She looked out the window. She was in NYC, where she lived. Her neat neat loft was located right by the harbor, which gave her some comfort in the feeling of home. At least it was water that she could see, and not all streets and city. She missed the small town that she lived in, with the beautiful beaches and green green trees. But this was her life now, and she thought she couldn't change it.
She looked towards the clock. 9:30 AM. A year ago, she would'v be getting up, rolling over, and softly breathe on his bare chest.
"I long for you." she whispered.
But did she? Did she really need him? She went into the bathroom, lifted up her shirt, and there it was. The number 23 tattooed clearly. She was suddenly flooding an ocean of tears. She did long for him. She did need him. But she couldn't get him. There was no way she would or could get him. She sent so many letters back to Tree Hill to reach him, but he would never respond. Not once did the letters come back to her, so he or someone else was getting them.
She couldn't bare to keep looking at her wrecked up self in the mirror anymore. She dragged herself to the study area, and started to write a poem. It was her comfort; her home. One of her only escapes.
I went for a walk this morning. I felt the chill of the spring/winter breeze. I looked up and saw blue with a thin white cotton blanket stretching over it, turning into thick marshmellow. I longed for you. I looked down and saw dark black roads that led to anywhere. I longed for you. I felt the hot sun on the back of my jacket, and hugged myself. Oh, did I long for you. I looked to my left and saw a small forest, filled with greens and soggy browns. Oh, how I longed for you. I looked to my left and found big boulders and thought of our first kiss, those some years ago. And I longed for you. I longed to feel your big arms wrap around me; protect me. I longed to hear your sweet voice whispering lovely songs in my ear. I longed to see you melted face when you looked at me. I longed to smell your soft, sweet skin. I longed to taste our passionate kisses. Oh baby, I longed for you.
She thought only minutes had passed, but really, it had been hours. Almost 8 hours since she had started. She looked at the clock and it read 6:15 PM. Despite all the time she wasted to write a poem instead of practice sets, she was feeling better. She moped to the kitchen and pulled out some Mango juice. Nathan usually bought Mango juice on his way home from work. It was her special treat. She smiled at the thought of Nathan. She wondered where he was, who he was with, and what he was doing.
She went back to her room, picked up the gold band, laid in bed, and studied it for hours. She thought of all the memories.
Hey, I wanna crawl out of my skin
Apologize for all my sins.
All the things I should've said to you.
Hey, I can't make it go away.
Over and over in my brain again.
All the things I should've said to you.
She got up around 10, and sat out in the back. She looked up at the sky and wished she could see stars. She closed her eyes and imagined diamond beauties.
Counting stars wishing I was okay
Crashing down was my biggest mistake
I never ever meant to hurt you
I only did what I had to.
Counting stars again.
She woke up, and stumbled into the house. Ring in hand.
Hey, I'll take this day by day by day.
Under the covers I'm okay I guess.
Life's too short and I feel small.
She went up into her room again, and laid back down. 2 AM.
Counting stars wishing I was okay
Crashing down was my biggest mistake
I never ever meant to hurt you
I only did what I had to.
Counting stars again...
