thebeautifultruth
Friday, October 9, 2009
8:12 PM
she whispered goodbye
and went away
swearing to never again look him in the eye
for that was the only way
to leave silently
in the dead of the cold winter night
to leave secretly
she prayed for the stars to not tell on her
for the trees in the woods to not whisper a word
and for the moon in the dark night sky to forgive her
she had fallen in love with him
but she wished he would never know
he didn't have to know
he will never know
the best way was to leave
run away
from him
and the reality of every single thing
and went away
swearing to never again look him in the eye
for that was the only way
to leave silently
in the dead of the cold winter night
to leave secretly
she prayed for the stars to not tell on her
for the trees in the woods to not whisper a word
and for the moon in the dark night sky to forgive her
she had fallen in love with him
but she wished he would never know
he didn't have to know
he will never know
the best way was to leave
run away
from him
and the reality of every single thing
once there was me
I'm Janice, sixteen, but really, I'm three. I live in my own fantasy of endless imagination. I like the smell of new books and the wonders a camera can do. I laugh way too much.
And this, is my life.
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