sailorbeware12
Christmas.
One of her favorite songs was "Shepherds in the Field Abiding"
It played through her head constantly.
It brought about a sense of warmth, imagining them in the cold of the night, seeing the blazing star in the sky.
A glowing gold.
She could not wait, the thoughts it made her think was striking.
I awoke to the truth
And it killed me
Yes,
I've had an awakening
Although I did not want it
It tore me to shreds
And he
He didn't care
As I stood there
Lifeless
He stowed away
And left me
And I
I was dead.
But I did have an awakening
I scouted it out.
I looked everywhere.
I couldn't find the answer.
Did he care?
Did he die?
Did I die?
I kept on scouting.
Searching.
For just the answer
Did he love me?
Scouting...still.
I had to know.
It was killing me.
I kept on going.
Scouting
For just him.
I ALREADY WROTE ABOUT A DAMN COUCH.
I wish I had one in my dorm room...
Fluffy.
Like a goat.
Fluffy goat...hmmm....
Leather couch.
Snazzy.
Like this piano music.
Mmmmm iced coffe would be nice right about now...
The couch. That's where it all happened. It was the comfiest place in the world too. But every time she looked at that couch, it all came back to her so fast, it was impossible to forget. That damn blue couch. She hated it. It was all in the past...or was it?