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We were in my car. And we weren't quite far. It was late October. I can still remember. That night. We were going to the club. But I had been lovestruck. How I hoped for October. As we grew closer.
Heart racing, My face facing, The ground. My pounding heartbeat is the only sound, That I hear Numbly walking, Through the door Palms sweating, I am so not ready For any of this.
A book was given to me today A scrapbook you could say My best friend made it for me Oh my. If you could only see.
Today has been one of those amazing days where all the little things have made me smile. Like when I saw some family friends snowballing with their dad.
I remember it well: As if I kept the butterflies In a little, dusty glass jar, And am peering through the scratches To watch their paper-thin wings shiver.
I walked into the meadow, I saw all the daisies, I saw all the birds, I saw all the grass, But then i saw you, You standing there, Gleaming at me with that radiant smile, That luscious hair, and...
And so he lays there on his death bed, feeling liberated after his long, long uphill struggle. He is finally at peace with his path.
The darkness engulfed me and water pulled me down, I couldn't help but pull my face into a terrified frown. I couldn't scream and I couldn't shout, My mind was now in a terrible doubt.
I walk carefully through the small wood near the beach. I find the spot where I left the logs last time, I pick them up and head back.
Sitting in the crowd as I watch her pass by, I remember when she was small, as tears fill my eye. So beautiful in white, her beauty beyond compare, her face so pure, all the men throw a stare.
I said it and it came out completely wrong. I looked up at your face and I almost died right then. You didn't say a word. And I tried to tell you why but it didn't make sense.
Doors open She walks in Sits down Let the journey begin Paper on the table Bag on the seat Glances up Eyes meet His legs are crossed Arms are twisted Looks out the window Like he's missed...
A twinkle in her eye, A prayer in her heart.. She held for me everytime, Her eyes met mine.. The bangles I wore, Her gaze shifted to them.. "How pretty" whispered she, But there was something more..
A boy is born, a mother smiles She holds his hand, it's all worth while That moment, that instant gratification A bundle of joy, it's complete satisfaction Tiny fingers and toes, Bright red puffy...
That cold breezy wind. Reminds me of that moment. When we were at that field. Sitting next to each other. And you said those pitiful words. You look as if you wanted to cry.
Moments. That's what it was. A moment. A moment to touch his hair. A moment to inhale the smell of him. A moment to grasp that feeling of home. A moment of catching him staring at me.
From downstairs in the garage, The drums start up a beat... My brother's started drumming, I can feel it in my feet.
I pushed open the door with my hip and began to walk outside. I fiddled around with my phone as I walked, not even paying attention to the glorious sunset that was occurring above the horizon.
It was such a simple gesture That said so much Tears welled in my eyes With that thoughtful touch I'd searched everywhere For the perfect one But what you sent My heart you've won You found it My...
Upon arriving to the bank of the pond, I saw Luke. He was leaning against a tree sketching the view of the pond and it's surroundings. I slowly walked to his position.
I wailed as I began to push, crushing Adams hand in mine as pain swept through me. I arched my back and collapsed back down in exhaustion.
It's beautiful how the deepest of memories can be stored, linked, cemented to objects, things, places. Take the childhood, familiar dandelion.
Adam smiled and kissed me quickly before slipping off to his brothers room. Lucy smiled at me like a proud mother.
"Come sit down at the table we'll read a book and relax a little after that long walk" I say as sweet as I can but after the day I'm having, I fail miserably.