The Last Goodbye
I am standing on my tiptoes with my arms around him and he is bending down so that I can reach. There are tears of joy, and cheering. It is too loud to hear even my own thoughts but somehow I still manage to hear the sound of my tim, trái tim in my ears as I cling to my friend. After a long moment, we both pull back slightly and my hands slide over the strange fabric of his bright blue graduation gown. I look up at him knowing this could be the last times I see my most treasured friends. His hand leaves my shoulder, and he places it lightly on my face. My tim, trái tim nearly stops as something in his face changes. Every nerve in my body is on edge. Why is he doing this to me? I know he doesn’t feel the same he has never even considered it. Still he slides his hand slowly phía trước, chuyển tiếp and down until his thumb is touching the corner of my mouth. The tip of his finger traces the line of my bottom lip until it reaches the center of my lips and rests there. He isn’t looking at my eyes he is looking at his hand as he slowly pulls his thumb lower and the pressure causes my lips to separate. I let out a hot breath and the air hits his skin, and he lowers his thumb and the rest of his fingers di chuyển until he is holding my face bởi the chin. I have been waiting for this moment for so long. I have been waiting for him to stop seeing me as his young freshman friend that he watched graduate high school and finish the first năm of college. He is finally seeing me, a young woman. He really is the perfect guy. He never thought of me in a degrading way, he was always gentle, kind, and wise. He never saw how much harder that made it for me to resist, and now he is looking at me and I know he is truly seeing me for the first time. He is leaning toward me, it’s a scene I’ve played in my head so many times it hurts, and all I can think is:
“Don’t.”
I whisper the word with closed eyes and pull away. He lets go and both our arms fall to our sides. The confusion in his light brown eyes is clear, but I don’t know if it is caused bởi my words, hoặc bởi his sudden realization that I’m not a little kid anymore but I explain anyway.
“Jonathan, this isn’t you, and I can’t do this. As much as I would tình yêu to just stand here and let this happen—let bạn Kiss me—and forget that bạn are leaving soon, forget that I may not ever see bạn again after this summer, forget that afterwards bạn will regret it with all your heart, and then have to break mine, I can’t. But if bạn do, if bạn can see us. If bạn think bạn could tình yêu me, for thêm than just today then do it. Kiss me. But unless bạn have thought about it, unless bạn have weighed the pros and cons, unless bạn see the possibility for a real relationship here—don’t. Unless bạn know in your tim, trái tim that this isn't just something bạn will feel now and regret later, then please, don’t.”
A tear rolls down my face and thêm swim in my eyes blurring my vision and I can hardly see his face. In that chẻ, phân chia, split second—my taste of eternity—it felt as though all the hurt in the world was mine to bear. The moment stretched forever, I was conscious of ever heartbeat that didn’t happen, while I waited for my dreams to shatter hoặc come true. Then I blinked, and the rest of the tears came flooding down clearing off my eyes so I can see him. He is just staring and thinking. He doesn’t di chuyển and I don’t breathe. Then his gaze leaves the floor, and he is looking in my eyes again. For the một giây time in all the years that I’ve known him he touches my face and pulls me close, but his lips instead of meeting mine draw close to my ear, and in a chocked voice he whispers:
“I’m sorry.”
I am standing on my tiptoes with my arms around him and he is bending down so that I can reach. There are tears of joy, and cheering. It is too loud to hear even my own thoughts but somehow I still manage to hear the sound of my tim, trái tim in my ears as I cling to my friend. After a long moment, we both pull back slightly and my hands slide over the strange fabric of his bright blue graduation gown. I look up at him knowing this could be the last times I see my most treasured friends. His hand leaves my shoulder, and he places it lightly on my face. My tim, trái tim nearly stops as something in his face changes. Every nerve in my body is on edge. Why is he doing this to me? I know he doesn’t feel the same he has never even considered it. Still he slides his hand slowly phía trước, chuyển tiếp and down until his thumb is touching the corner of my mouth. The tip of his finger traces the line of my bottom lip until it reaches the center of my lips and rests there. He isn’t looking at my eyes he is looking at his hand as he slowly pulls his thumb lower and the pressure causes my lips to separate. I let out a hot breath and the air hits his skin, and he lowers his thumb and the rest of his fingers di chuyển until he is holding my face bởi the chin. I have been waiting for this moment for so long. I have been waiting for him to stop seeing me as his young freshman friend that he watched graduate high school and finish the first năm of college. He is finally seeing me, a young woman. He really is the perfect guy. He never thought of me in a degrading way, he was always gentle, kind, and wise. He never saw how much harder that made it for me to resist, and now he is looking at me and I know he is truly seeing me for the first time. He is leaning toward me, it’s a scene I’ve played in my head so many times it hurts, and all I can think is:
“Don’t.”
I whisper the word with closed eyes and pull away. He lets go and both our arms fall to our sides. The confusion in his light brown eyes is clear, but I don’t know if it is caused bởi my words, hoặc bởi his sudden realization that I’m not a little kid anymore but I explain anyway.
“Jonathan, this isn’t you, and I can’t do this. As much as I would tình yêu to just stand here and let this happen—let bạn Kiss me—and forget that bạn are leaving soon, forget that I may not ever see bạn again after this summer, forget that afterwards bạn will regret it with all your heart, and then have to break mine, I can’t. But if bạn do, if bạn can see us. If bạn think bạn could tình yêu me, for thêm than just today then do it. Kiss me. But unless bạn have thought about it, unless bạn have weighed the pros and cons, unless bạn see the possibility for a real relationship here—don’t. Unless bạn know in your tim, trái tim that this isn't just something bạn will feel now and regret later, then please, don’t.”
A tear rolls down my face and thêm swim in my eyes blurring my vision and I can hardly see his face. In that chẻ, phân chia, split second—my taste of eternity—it felt as though all the hurt in the world was mine to bear. The moment stretched forever, I was conscious of ever heartbeat that didn’t happen, while I waited for my dreams to shatter hoặc come true. Then I blinked, and the rest of the tears came flooding down clearing off my eyes so I can see him. He is just staring and thinking. He doesn’t di chuyển and I don’t breathe. Then his gaze leaves the floor, and he is looking in my eyes again. For the một giây time in all the years that I’ve known him he touches my face and pulls me close, but his lips instead of meeting mine draw close to my ear, and in a chocked voice he whispers:
“I’m sorry.”
Sadie Harris is a sixteen năm old girl living in New York City with her newly divorced mother. They made the di chuyển to the big city from South-West Virgina and for some reason, Sadie does not fit in it school and soon finds herself with no friends. Feeling alone she retreats into a world of books, đọc hundreds of them, but her solitary world won't be hers much longer. Sadie is puzzled when she begins to get strange dreams every night telling her to go to the basement along with visions of a city wrapped in mist. The dreams get so annoying that she goes to the basement of her apartment building to put a stop to them, but instead she unknowingly throws herself into a war of the worlds. Worlds that she did not even know existed. Come take a thrilling ride with Sadie and Những người bạn she meets along her way to save the Captive City of Orrim as she finds that worlds, evil, and people she only read about are not as far away as them seem.
Forever
Forever bạn are mine
Forever I’ll be here
Forever is what bạn promised
Your tim, trái tim is worth nothing
But the your soul is priceless
Forever can be a long time
Forever can be a long time cut short
It’s worth the suffering
It’s worth the sacrifice
To forever be yours
Forever protected bởi your eagle like wings
Forever loved bởi your ocean wide heart
Forever an toàn, két an toàn in your warm embrace
Forever is worth the wait
To be sliced thin
To stuffed thick
Forever is Forever
Forever is Eternity
Forever is a risk
Forever is a chance
Forever is worth the wait
Forever bạn are mine
Forever I’ll be here
Forever is what bạn promised
Your tim, trái tim is worth nothing
But the your soul is priceless
Forever can be a long time
Forever can be a long time cut short
It’s worth the suffering
It’s worth the sacrifice
To forever be yours
Forever protected bởi your eagle like wings
Forever loved bởi your ocean wide heart
Forever an toàn, két an toàn in your warm embrace
Forever is worth the wait
To be sliced thin
To stuffed thick
Forever is Forever
Forever is Eternity
Forever is a risk
Forever is a chance
Forever is worth the wait
preface
if the one person bạn told the truth to all the time was now the one person bạn have to keep it away from, would you?
would bạn be able to lie through your teeth and pray that he believes you? what if he was the one person bạn told everything to, he was the one who keeps bạn from falling apart, but if bạn told him anything he might be the one to bring bạn tummbling down.
if bạn had to chose between lieing to him, hurting him, and keeping him away from you, what would bạn chose? because if bạn dont chose right, he may very well die.
if the one person bạn told the truth to all the time was now the one person bạn have to keep it away from, would you?
would bạn be able to lie through your teeth and pray that he believes you? what if he was the one person bạn told everything to, he was the one who keeps bạn from falling apart, but if bạn told him anything he might be the one to bring bạn tummbling down.
if bạn had to chose between lieing to him, hurting him, and keeping him away from you, what would bạn chose? because if bạn dont chose right, he may very well die.
A năm cách đây in my calculation,
A năm ago, there were situations.
The same song played now and then,
In my memory, it had begun.
Tears from my eyes were shed this morning,
It was the most tears I was shedding.
My world isn’t complete without you,
My world and I don’t know what to do.
tình yêu isn’t a toy and never was.
tình yêu is what bạn cherish and keep as treasure.
My mind is at many topics at random,
It goes normal when you’re in my kingdom.
What ends my bad situations with people
Is my focus on you, my angel.
You’ll always be a part of me,
You’ll always be in my memory.
A năm ago, there were situations.
The same song played now and then,
In my memory, it had begun.
Tears from my eyes were shed this morning,
It was the most tears I was shedding.
My world isn’t complete without you,
My world and I don’t know what to do.
tình yêu isn’t a toy and never was.
tình yêu is what bạn cherish and keep as treasure.
My mind is at many topics at random,
It goes normal when you’re in my kingdom.
What ends my bad situations with people
Is my focus on you, my angel.
You’ll always be a part of me,
You’ll always be in my memory.