All Nonfiction
- Bullying
- Books
- Academic
- Author Interviews
- Celebrity interviews
- College Articles
- College Essays
- Educator of the Year
- Heroes
- Interviews
- Memoir
- Personal Experience
- Sports
- Travel & Culture
All Opinions
- Bullying
- Current Events / Politics
- Discrimination
- Drugs / Alcohol / Smoking
- Entertainment / Celebrities
- Environment
- Love / Relationships
- Movies / Music / TV
- Pop Culture / Trends
- School / College
- Social Issues / Civics
- Spirituality / Religion
- Sports / Hobbies
All Hot Topics
- Bullying
- Community Service
- Environment
- Health
- Letters to the Editor
- Pride & Prejudice
- What Matters
- Back
Summer Guide
- Program Links
- Program Reviews
- Back
College Guide
- College Links
- College Reviews
- College Essays
- College Articles
- Back
Reality
January 3, 2011
His arms wrap around my waist.
I feel his warm breath against me as he keeps whispering to me "I love you."
My heart can’t stop pounding.
Alas I can only shed tears,
For this is no longer real.
His warm fades away.
His touch no longer lingers.
His soft whispers are now faint echoes.
I come back into reality,
As I face the gravestone.
The tears never stop…
© Kathleen S., Maumee, OH
Similar Articles
Previous Next
JOIN THE DISCUSSION
This article has 0 comments.
