The sun reflecting off your eyes seemed to shine a sense of clarity upon me. I loved you and as times progressed I loved you more, but at this exact moment in time. My love had reached its highest point with no intention of coming down. I braced myself against your chest and stopped to make sure you were pouring your body and soul into my own as we stared at one another in silence. “I love you.” Yes, I know.. but it could not be spoken. It must be felt. I grabbed your hand and pressed it against my chest — my heart is yours.
my make-up >
PEOPLE SAY HIGH SCHOOL RELATIONSHIPS DONT LASTS, BUT ITS MOSTLY THE FRIENDSHIPS.
I used to love writing poetry & fiction. I have strayed so from my writing. I miss it & it misses me. I know it does. I need writing.
The sun began to set and I could only stare into your illustrious sea green eyes. I visualized what time would bring us and whether or not it would turn out essential. You smiled as the waves splashed upon your faces. I smiled as I was captivated by the new sense of freedom I felt in your presence. You were something different, a new life that I would soon become fixated on. However, our minds were not as distant on thoughts as we premeditated. I resorted to continuing our friendship, but our feelings soon began to increase. I said I cared, you inched forth to make me leave the dryness of where I resided. I should have left. Probably. But I didnt. What made me stay in the decay? Was it because I was so used to it? You waited and I never came. I left you there in high hopes, knowing I could never be yours. Not even an ounce of me could belong to you for I was already the property. But you didnt wait long enough. Now the brown eyes will do absolutely anything to avoid the tide of the sea green because if the eyes do meet, they will dance to the wondrous melodies of what could have been.
I’m sick to my stomach over this.
