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Every step we take in this world leaves us with a footprint. Every breath we take leaves us with a memory. I have a memory of you and me. An album of our lifeline. Broken and cut, but it's still alive. After all the hardships, the tears, blood, the fighting, fears of losing each other; our history unfolds before my eyes. And I realize that we were strong. You never gave up, and I hoped that it would all work out. We fought against the odds and look where we are. Three years.2
Three years of treacherous weather and despicable obstacles, and now that we have the chance to be, we're scared. Scared of hurting each other again, scared of rejecting the other, scared of what others think? Once again, square one. It seemed like we were perfect for each other while the time lasted, maybe it's changed. Maybe we're opposites. Maybe you don't feel the same as me. Maybe you don't feel the same about me anymore. Maybe I'm just holding onto a lost memory, or counting my tears for far too long. Maybe I just need to learn to quit and give up. But I'm no quitter, so I'm confused. If there were any easy ways to explain how I feel right now, you'd be the first to know. 3
Now, I don't know if you had some fairy tale happy ending planned for our romance novel, but I do know that this can't go on forever. One of us has to move on first. We can't take parting steps together, because then we won't part. Are we waiting for tomorrow to give us a clean slate? I'm torn. It shouldn't hurt this bad, I thought death and break ups brought tears... But this involves losing a best friend, a lover, a person who I trusted with my life, and so much more...4
Maybe I had been too blind to see what those other two had done to us until it was too late. Then I convinced myself to believe them, that they were right for breaking us apart, and that by destroying my heart in that moment would heal me completely so that I'd be better in the future. But it didn't heal, and it wasn't worth it. They broke us up out of greed for themselves. They were only out for what they wanted and would get it at any cost. Then they messed with our heads.. Well, they messed with mine. I regret that day in the summer. My world and yours came crashing down. Of all the pain I've ever felt in my entire existence, nothing compares to that day. 5
When I woke it was like my world was coated in fog, and it was hard to get back on two feet. I had to pinch myself to see if it was real. Oh boy it was. I looked at myself, my eyes were still red from the night before. Maybe I had even cried in my sleep. And that dream... boy I'll never forget that dream... You were at the airport and I didn't want you to leave, and I was crying and I bumped into someone while looking for you, I looked up, and it was you! And I asked you if you were leaving, and you told me you never could, that you always wanted to be here for me to wipe my tears. And then you hugged me tight... A dream indeed. All I know is that the tears were real. Maybe I had wished or saw it in my mind that I wasn't ready for you to be out of my life yet, so I wanted you to stay. I don't know. 6
Our past seemed so warm, so filled with love. Like a type of life that never knew hatred, never knew liars, never knew traitors. When we were exposed to all this hatred and coldness of the world, it was overwhelming. I remember our first "fight" when we said we never wanted to speak again, I don't know if you remember, but I do. 7
Heh, what doesn't kill you makes you stronger... What a load of crap, it just kills you on the inside. 8
Is there ever such thing as a happy ending? Is there some place to call home? To live and to learn, to sing and to dance, to be happy and smile, and not worry about a thing? To be with the one you love, and not have anymore obstacles? Does that place actually exist outside of a castle in a far away land with a prince and his horse and a bunch of animals? Does it really, truly exist? 9
If you care about me, I'll know. I guess, maybe what I'm trying to say is, I want you to hurt me, for the last time. I want you to lie straight to me. I want you to look down into my little brown eyes, past my heart, grab it with your hands on the way, one last time. Look deep into everything I am, and without flinching, tell me that you're over me. Squeeze my heart so tight, until I choke, and then... walk away. Sounds pretty heartless and cruel, but if you love me, you'll make me move on. But one more thing before you leave completely…10
Please return my heart.11
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That is really good. The way you just worded your words... everybody uses the same words, but somehow... the way you used them... just makes is so... enchanting I guess... I read through ALL of it... (oops, I guess I skim through soem of the entries, lol Just Kidding!!)
Very... poetic... I guess that's how I can explain it... I liked how you started with your view on life and stuff... Good job.
Good luck.
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Wow. I LOVE this and I'm applauding it and bookmarking it. I'm glad I read this. This is so honest, sweet, loving, romantic, and heartwrenching all at the same time. The very last line, really pulled this together. You've pulled this off really well and I can tell you worked really hard on it.
Good luck in this contest
Melissa
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