Are You Real?
Your hair is indescribably soft and smooth. Your eyes, remind me of honey-sickle in the glistening sun. Your lips are gentle and plump like a peach. Your skin is white as snow and as smooth and hard as marble& stone. You sometimes speak of a time that is not known to me. Your smell is indescribably sweet and, just wonderful. You dress commonly to fit in with the world and its surroundings. You are very kind and considerate of how you affect the ones you love. I hear about you a lot, and to what people say, like how you’re so hot, and they wish that you were with them. I see you in my head and in reality. I love to think about you and me, and if we were together, and daydream about all the things we could do. But when I’m alone, and thinking of that. I then start to think other things. Like, ‘you aren’t real’, ‘this isn’t real’, vampires do exist, I won’t and wish that they do. You’re a non- fictional character, and if you were real you’d never want to be with me. If the stories were real, then you’d be with her, and not me. I wish that there was my own version of you out there for me somewhere in this world. I just WISH and HOPE with ALL my heart that you and vampires were all,-every single one of you- real. And, I guess, that all that’s left to do, is wait for you. Wait for you to come and get me. Take me away, far, far away, where we can live together for all eternity.
By Alexia Houley-Dougherty (HOU0007)