Thursday, May 5, 2011

Thoughtful Thursday

It's Thursday once again so you know what that means. Here's are a little story:

'it's too late to apologize.' she mouthed and walked away, tears streaming down her face. she knew what she had to do in order to forget this mess. she knew she had to move on. no words he told her would make the wounds close, nothing he said would ever stop the blood from seeping.

she had already hurt herself enough, she didn't have the will to do it anymore. she just wanted love, someone to care but all she got was the devil instead. he was nothing more than a man, all she could have asked for. but with a wish she spoke she got more than what she had bargined for.

he played the 'game', got what he wanted, took her heart and left it all black and blue. he didn't know what he was doing, he didn't know he was ruining someone's life. he didn't care if he was killing her inside. he was just using her for what god had given her, not what she was inside.

her tears fall faster as she knows he is watching her walk away a puzzled look on his face. he thought if he bought her everything in the world she would come crawling back. he was so sure that she would do anything to get him back, but what he thought was a lie. he knew that he couldn't get her back, that he had broken her heart.

she wiped away her black tears and threw them to the ground. she didn't want to think of his face, his kiss, his love, the way his hand fit into hers or the way their bodies molded into one. she was done, over with this kind of thing. she was going to make it on her own, take a chance and leave this city that was corrupt from the beginning of time.

the wind blew, her hair fell into her face, masked her in beauty. how could a man that cold do something that harmful to a woman so pure and innocent? how could anyone hurt someone they told 'i love you' too? she didn't know why she had to suffer from him. she only wanted an answer to the riddle, but the only answer would come in time.

he looked on as her body disappeared with the light. he knew she wasn't coming back, this was the last time he would see her. it was the last time he would smell her scent or see her beautiful smile though it wasn't out today. he knew that he had fucked up badly, that he just lost something that he had wanted and only now realized it.

he looked at his hands, they shook, he trembled as he felt something he had never felt before, guilt. he now knew that he had cared for her, that he wanted her back into his arms and now she was gone, for forever. she wasn't coming back. she was now a ghost, a memory in the back of his mind. she was fading into the scenery, now a figment of his imagination.

he closed his eyes and everything they had experienced flew right before them. he knew that he wasn't going to feel like this ever again. he knew that what he had with her wasn't going to come around anymore. she was something, a rare kind of breed. she was the girl of his dreams but he let his lust get the best of him.

he broke her will and now she was slipping away. the time he had with her is now gone, the devil stole it away and god wasn't going to help him anymore. his favours are all worn out. god just looked down and shook his head, he knew that the young man learned his lesson, though there was nothing to do.

she looked back once more and stopped in her tracks, she wanted to run back to him, to give him another chance but she knew that she couldn't. she couldn't give him what he wanted, he needed to learn a lesson and she was going to be the teacher. she turned back around and started walking again.

she took a breath and wiped the last of her tears. she exhaled
'it's too late to apologize....'
she whispered and walked away.
he saw her disappear and knew that she wasn't coming back.
and the girl of his dreams had now faded away.

Tomorrow is Friday! Do any of you have any fun plans for the weekend? I'm going to a concert tonight (The Kills) then going out to eat with some coworkers on Saturday evening and Brian returns on Sunday. I'm excited to give him his present and finally see him after a week. 

Christina 

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