frigid emotions

frigid emotions

A Poem by Rebecca
"

nothing special, just enjoy it.

"

"just let the tears fall, its going to be okay."
i remember hearing those words as i pressed my face against his chest.
the more i cried, the tighter i clung to him.
i stupidly thought this was last weeks problem.
no matter how hard i tried, i couldnt be a peace keeper.
...im a peace maker, my emotions can handle hiding things.
i tried to focus my mind on something positive.
then he whispered in my ear..
"i'll hug you as long as you need me to"
although i didnt think it'd be possible, i clung to him even tighter.
i tilted my head up, seeing the tears that looked as if they were going to fall from his eyes.
i realized that since i was upset, so was he.
he pulled me closer to him.
i could hear him praying over me, the words flowing beautifully from his lips.
my heart was racing, beating faster and faster.
backing away slowly, trying to speak,
i remember him shaking his head and pressing his pointer finger against my lips.
he told me not to worry, God was going to take care of what i was going through.
i gently placed my head back into his chest as he pulled me closer to him.
i clung to him once more.
i began to shiver, getting goosebumps--
it seemed as if the room had suddenly became twenty degrees colder.
he took off his jacket and wrapped it around my body.
he wrapped his arms around me again.
i suddenly remembered the warmth he provided before.
from that moment on, i wanted nothing more then to stay there forever.

© 2010 Rebecca


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Ah, men are wonderful. A good boyfriend will always be there to catch your tears before they fall and can comfort you far better than anyone else could come close to. I like this piece a lot, in fact it is special. But, might I suggest you go back and edit something? You might want to go back to capitalize your I's.

Posted 15 Years Ago



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Rebecca
Rebecca

mburg, PA



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Whaaaat up, kiddies. I haven't been on this thing since I was 15. Daaaang. Now 19, single & need to start writing again. more..

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A Poem by Rebecca