I looked out the window at the man I wanted to be with. He doesn't know my name o that I watch him leave for work everyday. He doesn't even know I live successivo door to him. But, one giorno that will change.
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The successivo giorno I brought myself to go meet the man I had watched from my window for so many years. I wanted to know evetything about him. And most of all, I wanted him to know everything about me. From the secondo I saw him I knew we were ment to be.
I went up to his door and knocked on it. It opened. He looked at me with curiosity.
"Can I help you?"
"Um..yes hi my name's Monica...." Just then a tall slender dark haired women came to the door.
She looked at what I suspected to be her boyfriend o her huband. The man I had been dreaming of and watching for years had someone else on his life. They looked at me.
"Well um..h-hi Monica.."
Tears in my eyes I brought myself to say, "I just wanted to tell te that I just moved in and um I w-wanted to say hi."
"Well, hi Monica,I'm Sandra and this is my husband, Ron." The tall slender women answered.
Sandra outstretched her hand...I shook it..
Ron outstretched his hand and I shook it.
Sandra looked at me, "So, Monica would te like to come in? It's sort of chilly outside."
I shook my head tears still in my eyes, "N-no thanks I-I've got to be gettting home..but, nice meeting te guys."
"Bye!" Both Sandra and Ron answered. They were so insync it frustrated me.
I ran back home tears rolling down my face. I opened the door to my house and ran in. How could I be so stupid?! Falling for a married man..falling for someone I dont know!?
I laid down on my letto and cried ..for days...I'm not sure how many I, I Lost count after 4..I no longer watch Ron leave..I don't even look at his house. It hurts too much. I know one giorno I'll find that man that makes me go weak at the knees. That makes me happy. But for now,
I'll just have to live my life in pain and sorrow.
The End
SO, how did i do!?! Please Review!! I'm only 13 so, give me props!!! PEACE!!! THANKS FOR READ!!!
-XhuddyobsessedX
...♥
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The successivo giorno I brought myself to go meet the man I had watched from my window for so many years. I wanted to know evetything about him. And most of all, I wanted him to know everything about me. From the secondo I saw him I knew we were ment to be.
I went up to his door and knocked on it. It opened. He looked at me with curiosity.
"Can I help you?"
"Um..yes hi my name's Monica...." Just then a tall slender dark haired women came to the door.
She looked at what I suspected to be her boyfriend o her huband. The man I had been dreaming of and watching for years had someone else on his life. They looked at me.
"Well um..h-hi Monica.."
Tears in my eyes I brought myself to say, "I just wanted to tell te that I just moved in and um I w-wanted to say hi."
"Well, hi Monica,I'm Sandra and this is my husband, Ron." The tall slender women answered.
Sandra outstretched her hand...I shook it..
Ron outstretched his hand and I shook it.
Sandra looked at me, "So, Monica would te like to come in? It's sort of chilly outside."
I shook my head tears still in my eyes, "N-no thanks I-I've got to be gettting home..but, nice meeting te guys."
"Bye!" Both Sandra and Ron answered. They were so insync it frustrated me.
I ran back home tears rolling down my face. I opened the door to my house and ran in. How could I be so stupid?! Falling for a married man..falling for someone I dont know!?
I laid down on my letto and cried ..for days...I'm not sure how many I, I Lost count after 4..I no longer watch Ron leave..I don't even look at his house. It hurts too much. I know one giorno I'll find that man that makes me go weak at the knees. That makes me happy. But for now,
I'll just have to live my life in pain and sorrow.
The End
SO, how did i do!?! Please Review!! I'm only 13 so, give me props!!! PEACE!!! THANKS FOR READ!!!
-XhuddyobsessedX
...♥
January 15, 1815
Journal,
Its cold. My Cibo is almost gone, I can’t feel my hands. I Lost my hat; my ears are frozen. My sisters are dying. Sasha has pneumonia, and Nastea’s Lost her cappotto and shoes. My hair is falling out. I look at the broken down train behind us. Tree’s sleep soundlessly on superiore, in alto of it. I sit at a albero trunk, with te on my lap, and a scrawny pencil in my hand. Nastea sits beside Sasha, feeding her berries and herbs. I hope things get better, Journal. I hope things get better.
Bye Journal,
Nadia
Journal,
Its cold. My Cibo is almost gone, I can’t feel my hands. I Lost my hat; my ears are frozen. My sisters are dying. Sasha has pneumonia, and Nastea’s Lost her cappotto and shoes. My hair is falling out. I look at the broken down train behind us. Tree’s sleep soundlessly on superiore, in alto of it. I sit at a albero trunk, with te on my lap, and a scrawny pencil in my hand. Nastea sits beside Sasha, feeding her berries and herbs. I hope things get better, Journal. I hope things get better.
Bye Journal,
Nadia
she unloads his gun
She and he waits for this
he releases his love
In blue and green orbs
she gives him più and more
A million miles away
A million years girl
In a black woven chest
he digs his nails deep
She trusts in him for what he does
live in a house in the suburbs
He kisses the pain with blood and light
sleeping it off in the morning
A million miles away
A million years girl
In her world of his
she unloads his gun
In a world of his
she covers the sun
A million miles away
A million years
A million years girl