The BridgeA Story by angelmissmeone day on a bridge, the next in real life sometimes, you see your future, i a way but you're not really looking, look closer and you"ll see, everything happens for a reason...
going back to that time, all the memories are black and white, dark times, rainy days, she still remember the first time she thought about you, each one, on an end of the bridge as you were walking opposite directions, you said hi, and continued on, never knowing that, destiny, was playing you all along, and that you weren't meant to only cross roads on that bridge, but in real life too...
she can go back to every second, and it's all in black and white except for your red hood, the one that you wore on your first date, the one she wore all the time... as she remembers, she smiles, cause she should've wrote about it before, she still remember that line "the world has changed, much that once was is lost" , the funniest thing is : that line can fit exactly this situation... she was a too little, and you were just a boy, for her life stopped, for you, life is yet to come, she was as fragile as a flower in a breeze of wind, you were huge, strong, exact opposites, but strangely it seems to fit.. for her you had none of the criteria of her perfect man, she always wanted a dreamer, someone with long hair, the sweetest smile, she wanted someone who's vulnerable, who can touch her soul, someone who could be as crazy as she is, but at the same time keep her sane, she wanted life, she wanted to go away, and never look back, her broken little heart suffered enough... you were her rock, and she loved you for that, you protected her, and you made her feel special. as much as she felt, your love she loved you! and the black and white life started to find some colors... she grew with you, you became a man in front of her, she learned to know you, better than herself, better than yourself, she knew exactly what you're thinking, and what to do to make you feel happy, you were her baby, she cared for you, with every look, every word said, she made you happier, with every touch, she gave you hope, and with every look, you changed! and she did too... history! is a word that she hates, but she found out that , history creates the future, and the future becomes history! and since everything happens for a reason, she look back, that day on that bridge when you crossed roads, said hi and continued on in different ways, is exactly what happened in real life, you crossed roads, then each one of you walked his way, opposite sides, to opposite directions. it's true that the opposite attract each other, but in the end, sooner or later, one of the sides will flip polarity, and push back...
in the end all what we're left with is "the world has changed, much that once was is lost" © 2015 angelmissme |
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Added on January 3, 2015 Last Updated on January 3, 2015 Authorangelmissmebizerta, bizerta, TunisiaAbouta writer write his story in his own way, but every reader understand it in his own way, i love writing out of time and space, an unspecified reality, and an unclear truth, so that you can dream on wit.. more.. |