good-bye letter (Not done)

Victora walked along the shoreline of a beatuiful lake. the outside air stood still as she gazed out into the horizion. Tears stared to form at the cornors of her eyes, but she wouldn't let the temtation get her. She wipped her eyes and looked away from the young sunset. 1

Over a site of rocks she was so fimilar with, was a flad surface that was picture perfect for having a picnic or making love. She sat down, and took a deep breath. She could feel past memories reaching boiling point and then gave into the tears. She bagan to cry. Through the tears she would look around and remember everything that took place in the past. She was transporited into another time zone.2

When she was done she wipped her face and splashed a little bit of water on her face. It brought a refreshing cold feeling when the cooling breeze3

swept past, making her dress flutter under her. She bagan to do what she came here to do. To send a final good-bye to her past. 4

I stand there, looking into the lake that we spent all our young days at. It pains me more then you will ever know. The words that we excanged here, the kisses and touches that took place right at this very spot. Sometimes, I do want you back. Other times, I'm glad your gone. Even through everything you put me thorugh, I still crave some kind of affection from you. In some way I hope to revive what we once were. But then again, why do that when every other chance we got it turned into dust and blew away with the same breath that we used to say I love you. That's when we have to start thinking about reality. Our hopes and dreams that we once shared isn't what they once were. We can't just pretend to go off into our own little world where it's only you and me. We can't just hold hands and pretend that time is slowly fading away.5