I'll count the hours

A Story by movingpictures

Laying on my back it hurts this ground, so wet and hard... the trees weep over and rain falls in small clusters from the leaves as the wind blows them. I think ''thats just like me and my relationship with you'' you make me weak bring me to my knees. Break me slowly draining all my tears.. just like the rain that falls when the wind pushes them furiously.

Am i alone in this world. Where are you now? Remember when i first seen these woods.. of course you do, you were there with me in all our glory side by side... exploring territory untouched by man. These woods still whisper your name Jessica they whisper lovely lullabies at night. Me and my anger that night.. That cold white night..

Your eyes sparkled with anticipation and love, Until you discovered me, without any fairy tales attached. This was of course to much for one to take. To many flaws, Jessica you were my thoughts on cold Sunday afternoons alone in my room you weren't a lover, you were an experience something to hold onto. The line blurred and sliced us right down the middle. A cut unrecoverable a cut that's not healing to this day.

Jessica i remember! your eyes at night the cars driving by the roads quickly letting that little glimmer shine on your pupils reducing them to fragments of what they once were. My arms begging to be around you, the night grows cold with you gone the music i hear touches my heart in ways i never imagined it could. Your young please go on with your life. I'm nothing but a memory i can't make you wait for me. You won't want to, plenty of better options. Do you ever think of me when you pass by these woods? Is there another in your mind when you see them. do you wish to relive our past with someone new? I know my words, petty, meaningless, stale, repeated thousands of times before!