That day I thought I was a failure. I was sitting outside our house on a bench in my white dress, just staring at the dark sky while raindrops were running down my cheeks. It could have been tears as well, all I knew was that it was raining pretty hard.
As she noticed I was outside, she opened the door and told me to come inside, where it was warm. Her soft voice told me she was going to make some tea for me and that everything would be okay.
I didn't even look at her when I got up and started to run.
The grass felt wet and cold under my bare feet as I was running towards the nearby forest, the rain making my white dress transparent, allowing birds to see my rather tiny breasts and the spongebob panties I loved so much.
A vivid flash of lightning turned the evening into day for a matter of seconds and at the same time I heard her calling my name. I turned around without stopping, just to see that she was following me.
I wasn't surprised that she was and to be honest it gave me a warm feeling inside. As much as I needed to express my bottled-up emotions by running I needed her to follow me and show me that I still was an important part of her life. My frustration, my sadness turned into joy while I was running in the rain being followed by the love of my life.
"Please wait!"
I slowed down a bit, showing her that I wanted her to be with me, that I didn't need to be alone right now.
I stopped when I had reached the small lake and without turning around, I waited for her. A smile appeared on my lips as I felt her arms hugging me from behind and I softly moved my body against hers. The rain had wettened us both.
The next moment I pulled away from her and jumped into the lake.
"What are you doing?!", she screamed, both amused and surprised.
"Are you coming?"
She giggled in response to that.
"Into the water!", I added.
"You're crazy." With these words she jumped into the lake as well. I swam over to her, pulling her in a tight embrace.
"It's really dark.", she whispered.
"Are you scar-" I became silent when I felt her hand touching and moving up my thigh.
"Ohhh that kind of dark..."
...END...
As she noticed I was outside, she opened the door and told me to come inside, where it was warm. Her soft voice told me she was going to make some tea for me and that everything would be okay.
I didn't even look at her when I got up and started to run.
The grass felt wet and cold under my bare feet as I was running towards the nearby forest, the rain making my white dress transparent, allowing birds to see my rather tiny breasts and the spongebob panties I loved so much.
A vivid flash of lightning turned the evening into day for a matter of seconds and at the same time I heard her calling my name. I turned around without stopping, just to see that she was following me.
I wasn't surprised that she was and to be honest it gave me a warm feeling inside. As much as I needed to express my bottled-up emotions by running I needed her to follow me and show me that I still was an important part of her life. My frustration, my sadness turned into joy while I was running in the rain being followed by the love of my life.
"Please wait!"
I slowed down a bit, showing her that I wanted her to be with me, that I didn't need to be alone right now.
I stopped when I had reached the small lake and without turning around, I waited for her. A smile appeared on my lips as I felt her arms hugging me from behind and I softly moved my body against hers. The rain had wettened us both.
The next moment I pulled away from her and jumped into the lake.
"What are you doing?!", she screamed, both amused and surprised.
"Are you coming?"
She giggled in response to that.
"Into the water!", I added.
"You're crazy." With these words she jumped into the lake as well. I swam over to her, pulling her in a tight embrace.
"It's really dark.", she whispered.
"Are you scar-" I became silent when I felt her hand touching and moving up my thigh.
"Ohhh that kind of dark..."
...END...
I wrote this is five minutes. Not that good, I know.
It's in the point of view of a fire.
It's in a fireplace in a living room.
Hope you enjoy.
Read to the rhythym you would
'The Night Before Christmas'
I flickered and jumped
and sat on the logs
and watched as the human
kicked off his clogs.
The dog soon followed
and sat by his side
and they soon were asleep
and my flame soon died.
But a flicker did linger
and I wondered a bit.
When would be the next time
that I would be lit?
-starwarsfangirl
5/4/10
It's in the point of view of a fire.
It's in a fireplace in a living room.
Hope you enjoy.
Read to the rhythym you would
'The Night Before Christmas'
I flickered and jumped
and sat on the logs
and watched as the human
kicked off his clogs.
The dog soon followed
and sat by his side
and they soon were asleep
and my flame soon died.
But a flicker did linger
and I wondered a bit.
When would be the next time
that I would be lit?
-starwarsfangirl
5/4/10
You hurt me,
Both externally,
And internally,
You twist a pin into my heart,
And gather my flowing blood onto a cart.
You think you can hurt me,
Just because you gave me money,
You think you can make my life like hell,
Just because I am the one who made you fell.
I wish you have never given birth to me,
I wish I can expose what you are for all to see.
I hate you,
And I hate you to the heart's core,
I want you to hear my vengeful call.
I respect you because I must,
Yet you blame me for not giving you my trust.
How can I love, or trust, a person like you?
Who makes me feel I'm feebler than cotton wool?
I am forever imprisoned to you by blood,
For as long as I live,
The relation between us cannot be cut,
But soon I will take my leave,
Hoping that forever you will grieve
Both externally,
And internally,
You twist a pin into my heart,
And gather my flowing blood onto a cart.
You think you can hurt me,
Just because you gave me money,
You think you can make my life like hell,
Just because I am the one who made you fell.
I wish you have never given birth to me,
I wish I can expose what you are for all to see.
I hate you,
And I hate you to the heart's core,
I want you to hear my vengeful call.
I respect you because I must,
Yet you blame me for not giving you my trust.
How can I love, or trust, a person like you?
Who makes me feel I'm feebler than cotton wool?
I am forever imprisoned to you by blood,
For as long as I live,
The relation between us cannot be cut,
But soon I will take my leave,
Hoping that forever you will grieve