A lone solder stood in the terminal, a bag at his feet and across his back. Some passing by eyed him carefully, others ignored him in their rush to their flights. A few stopped to ask if he needed help, either in catching a cab or finding a bus, but he declined each time, politely explaining that a friends was coming for him. No one pressed him further, nor did they stay to converse, which suited the solder fine.
As time dragged on and the sun sailed across the sky, the solder didn't become anxious or worried. He knew how long he'd have to wait, and he knew the growing anticipation would be worth every second. He was coming, he'd promised.
You showing up on my doorstep that night was unexpected and quite surprising. It was pitch black outside and the rain was coming down harder then when I'd gone to be a few hours ago. Before asking you why you were showing up at my door at two in the morning, I made you strip and found you clothes to wear.
"What are you doing here?"
You didn't answer right away, taking a drink of your coffee. Honestly, you didn't look like you wanted to talk, so I didn't push. IT didn't take long for me to offer you the couch, mentioning the bed was big enough to share if you wanted (though I didn't expect you would). You mutter a "Thanks" when I gave you a
- As my passion for you grows even stronger, who it it that steals your heart?
~ I stare at you from across the room, watching you laugh at a friend's joke. Your smile makes my heart beat with love.~
- Why is it that I love you but you are unable to see it?
~ I watch you from a distance, preparing myself for what is to come.~
- When I finally express it, will my love drive us apart?
~ As the bell rings, I call out your name, ready for rejection. But my mind is set as I shake with fear.~
- Is it all for naught? Is my love that vain that we will never be one?
~ As I express what lies in my heart, you listen with a calm face and I begin t
A lone solder stood in the terminal, a bag at his feet and across his back. Some passing by eyed him carefully, others ignored him in their rush to their flights. A few stopped to ask if he needed help, either in catching a cab or finding a bus, but he declined each time, politely explaining that a friends was coming for him. No one pressed him further, nor did they stay to converse, which suited the solder fine.
As time dragged on and the sun sailed across the sky, the solder didn't become anxious or worried. He knew how long he'd have to wait, and he knew the growing anticipation would be worth every second. He was coming, he'd promised.
You showing up on my doorstep that night was unexpected and quite surprising. It was pitch black outside and the rain was coming down harder then when I'd gone to be a few hours ago. Before asking you why you were showing up at my door at two in the morning, I made you strip and found you clothes to wear.
"What are you doing here?"
You didn't answer right away, taking a drink of your coffee. Honestly, you didn't look like you wanted to talk, so I didn't push. IT didn't take long for me to offer you the couch, mentioning the bed was big enough to share if you wanted (though I didn't expect you would). You mutter a "Thanks" when I gave you a
- As my passion for you grows even stronger, who it it that steals your heart?
~ I stare at you from across the room, watching you laugh at a friend's joke. Your smile makes my heart beat with love.~
- Why is it that I love you but you are unable to see it?
~ I watch you from a distance, preparing myself for what is to come.~
- When I finally express it, will my love drive us apart?
~ As the bell rings, I call out your name, ready for rejection. But my mind is set as I shake with fear.~
- Is it all for naught? Is my love that vain that we will never be one?
~ As I express what lies in my heart, you listen with a calm face and I begin t
You showing up on my doorstep that night was unexpected and quite surprising. It was pitch black outside and the rain was coming down harder then when I'd gone to be a few hours ago. Before asking you why you were showing up at my door at two in the morning, I made you strip and found you clothes to wear.
"What are you doing here?"
You didn't answer right away, taking a drink of your coffee. Honestly, you didn't look like you wanted to talk, so I didn't push. IT didn't take long for me to offer you the couch, mentioning the bed was big enough to share if you wanted (though I didn't expect you would). You mutter a "Thanks" when I gave you a
Current Residence: St. Joseph Favourite style of art: Literature Operating System: Windows 7 MP3 player of choice: My Phone Favourite cartoon character: Bugs Bunny
Things just don't seem to be looking up for me this week...
Sadness...Depression...Lonelyness...these are the only things I feel now...
I try to keep my spirits up...but everything just makes it worse...
I write to my heart's content...giving to my characters what will never be given to me: Love...