Hap•pyA Story by KeziaAbout a relationship that needed so much more than physical contact and that carrying the past with you can often be heavier for your loved ones.
He was a patient boy. He waited for someone who wore perfection to find the grace inside of him. Some may consider him an aberration but kindness flowed through his veins.
She was demure and morose. In the deepest part of her chest she carried many burdens many of which are to never be removed. She acquiesced to old lovers demands, too afraid of the reaction of her saying "no". In the depths of her mind was her clandestine depression. The day the boy was finished waiting for the girl he was elated. They may have been morose but for what seemed like a long time they were happy. Hap•py Adjective Feeling or showing pleasure or contempt. She abhorred herself and because of that she could not love him the way he deserved to be loved. The girl was insatiable. He climbed mountains for her. He crossed oceans for her. He screamed to the world that he loved her and they were hap•py. Soon happy was just a word with no particular meaning and "I love you" was an unbelievable phrase. Every night became an interrogation "who was she?" "how do you know her?" "why are you friends with her?" "am I not good enough?". Trust Noun Firm belief in the reliability, truth, ability, or strength of someone or something. However, that too was now just a word with no particular meaning. The days were growing colder as were their hearts. Was the world falling apart? Was the yelling natural? Is this what the boy waited for? This couldn't be love. It must have been something else; anything but love. The day it ended was not a day of tears or screaming but a day of silence. For the loss of what could have been if it were for two simple words that they could not grasp. © 2015 KeziaReviews
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1 Review Added on December 11, 2015 Last Updated on December 11, 2015 AuthorKeziaBarrie, Ontario, CanadaAboutMy writing will leave a lot to your imagination, I like to keep the reader wondering. Love feedback :) more..Writing
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