Pages

Thoughts that flowed from my head, through my fingertips, and onto the pages.

So sad, where we are.

Like a broken mirror, filled with regret and reflections we just want to look away from.

A soothing touch...

Damn it, that's all I've ever wanted from you!

All the electric scars you leave in my flesh every time you touch me...

I long for the words I used to hear from you, the ones that every girl wants to hear:

You're amazing

You're spectacular

You're beautiful

And occasionally, at just the right time....

I love you

But something tells me that I'm reaching for the past.

You can't grasp a shadow, can't hold it.

So I live somewhere far from reality.... a memory, a fantasy in my head...

In my heart.

I pray, every time I think of you, that our future could be written in our past....

And we could write our own story

As God lays out to us these blank pages for us to fill

I can see that you won't pick up the pen...

Not anytime soon...

So I'll stare at the future, blank, mysterious, unimaginable.

Like these pages.

Author's Note

I know, the format is a little strange and parts of it seem like the new sentences are just continuations of the last ones, but whatever. It's different from most of my work, so I think I find it interesting.

Reviews

[Enid Blake]

I enjoyed this. You had some great imagery and some interesting lines. :)

[Jinx Rosenrot]

Thank you very much. =) I'm glad you enjoyed it. ^-^