Crossing the LineA Story by MelLoThere is a sickness being lifted from the bosom, from the heart; a sickness I fell down with and allowed to consume my being. There were guidelines to follow; rules were broken, the line crossed and pierced through with a sharp knife to the heart. A fairy once said that the love that was spoken to her was fake because it was never shown, only spoken with hopeful words. Dear promises of togetherness and lasting wishes that would never come to be, while the same promises would be made to many others not quite as fair as her. Plus, these same promises and hopes for a future were spoken with conviction all the while, to the one who now writes her sorrow. I don't excuse the dear fairy's actions or thoughts, but I fully support her understanding of passerby words and contradicting actions by the lover not quite aware of what loving someone truly means or entails. © 2009 MelLo |
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Added on October 22, 2008 Last Updated on March 18, 2009 AuthorMelLoKissimmee, FLAboutI write what I feel...breathe it in and see the world through my eyes for a moment! more..Writing
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