Yehhhhhh I was reaaaaallly bored.. k so enjoy ! :D
I stood at the door step as I watched the bus drive away in the distance. I stood there, looking at the end of the quiet street. I was praying the bus would turn around and come back, but I knew it never would. I stood there, listening to the silence that filled the entire neighboorhood. I was praying I would hear his voice, telling me he wasn't going to go fight for our country, but I knew that would not happen. I stood there, inhaling the smell of the flowers in the garden he and I made. I was praying I could be inhaling his calming scent, but I knew I couldn't. I stood there, excepting the fact that if I liked it, or despised it, he was gone. Gone to fight off in the army. Gone, but I was praying he would come back, but I knew, I would have to keep faith, and continue to pray.
Month after painful month, I woke up to lying in bed alone. I woke up to eat breakfast alone. I woke up to going to work, and coming home, just to be alone again. Without him here with me, I was empty. I was nothing but a hollow shell. I would not be complete, until I knew he was safe and here with me, and niether of us would be alone.
I sat on the clod, rusted bench that he and I used to sit on every night. We would take a stroll through the park, and just talk. We would tell eachother about our day at work, and how much each of us was aching to feel a kiss we shared. I sat there, on the cold, rusted bench and let my fingers run over the carving of "J+D=Forever". I felt my dry cheeks turn into wet ones. I took off the scarf I was wearing and set it down beside me. That was the scarf he bought me just before he left. I would not let the scarf be misplaced. I took off my jacket, letting it slide down my arms, and set it on the bench. I got up and walked over to the largest tree in the park and took out my pocket knife. I climbed the large piece of nature easily since I wasn't wearing my heavy clothing to get in the way. I sat on a tree branch and carved "DLovesJ.Forever.ComeHome." I put my pocket knife back into my jean pocket. I sat there, crying while looking at the ingraved letters, and sobbed.
I let my boots crunch the snow as I walked back to the bench and slid on my coat. My hand reached down again for my scarf, but all that I touched was the roughness of the old bench. Where was the scarf? I searched frantically all around the bench until I found a piece of paper. I took it in my hands, and read it. "If you want your scarf, go to the coffee shop." My eye brows furred as I read the note. Today was not a day to mess with me. I stormed over to the coffee shop to find another note on the window. I ripped it off and once again read it. "You listened. You usually are stubborn. Hm. Now go to the book store down the street." I groaned and walked down the street, brushing past people and stood infront of the bookstore. This is where he and I would usually go when we were bored and had nothing to do. But this place has more value then anywhere else in this world. This place is where we met, where we shared our first kiss, where he asked me out, and oddly enough, where he proposed to me. I was so confused. I saw the piece of paper on the window as I ripped it off. "Romeo And Juliet" was all the note said. It then hit me. Romeo and Juliet was OUR book. Everytime we would come here, we would read one more chapter, and when we finished the book, we would start over. My heart skipped a beat. I ran inside, to the back of the store and found Romeo And Juliet. I took out the book and inside of it was my scarf. I felt two arms wrap around me, as I felt lips kiss my neck. I turned around and saw him. I saw my Romeo.
"Joe!" I squealed as I hugged him ever so tightly and kissed him passionately.
He picked me up and twirled me around. After we finished sharing our kiss, he pulled back. "I love you so much." He whispered.
I smiled and bit my lip.
"I'm not going to fight anymore.. I'm done." He grinned. I hugged him tighter, inhaling his scent. "I'm staying. I'm coming back. I'm not going there."
Those were those words I was praying to hear. This is what I have been praying to do. To hold him and have him tell me he was staying.
We held eachother closely, never wanting to let go, as I stood there..Not having to pray any longer.
Comments?? :]] xx Mia xx
Awww that was cute the scarf thing it reminds me of a music video i can't think of it!
annisagirl11 1 year ago
@annisagirl11 One Less Lonely Girl? lmfao.
LetsSupportJemi 1 year ago
Awwww! That's so cute! It kinda reminds me of the Justin Bieber One Less Lonely Girl music video.
Loved it :)
It's going in my favorites.
doglover5786 1 year ago
@doglover5786 Lmao thats what I was thinking ! :D I realized it and was like oh shit. Oh well. & thank you ! :]
LetsSupportJemi 1 year ago