February 15, 2012
By yellowmm BRONZE, Germantown, Maryland
yellowmm BRONZE, Germantown, Maryland
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Favorite Quote:
"Never give up on someone that you can't go a day without thinking about."
"If you're lucky enough to be different, don't ever change."

It's like I'm sitting on a warm beach
My fingers buried in the hot sand
Cool water splashing my feet as the tide rolls in
The gentle breeze blows my hair
Someone in the distance calls, and me and you turn around
To smile for a picture

One drop. Then two.
Scattered rain falls here and there
And the bright blue sky and cotton candy clouds are gone.
Dark clouds engulf everything we can see
And the gentle breeze blows so hard
I fall back

The sky opens up and releases rain
Hard, horizontal rain
That pierces your skin
And seems to ruin everything beautiful in sight
Thunder crashes
Lighting flashes in the clouds
The black waves grow higher
And higher.

The once simple tide
Becomes a trashing of salt water on sinking sand
A fight between land an water,
The ocean that was beautiful a moment ago becomes
A war between earth and the sky.

And suddenly I go numb.
I can't feel where I am.
I don't know what's going to happen next.
It's like a huge black wave dragged me under
And now I'm floating among the dark nothingness,
Waiting for my end.

Sometimes I swear I can see bits of sunshine,
Some days I'll hear your laugh.
And once in a while, when I see your smile
For five seconds
I'm back on the beautiful beach
With everything I need right beside me
And you holding my hand.

I realize now that when your gone is the time the storm rolls in,
And though it's hard for me to comprehend
Somewhere in me,
I know you'll never love me

So next time I'm drowning
And I can't feel who I am,
I'll swim to the surface.
Someday I won't need you
To see the sun
To feel the breeze and cool tide
To be OK,
Someday I'll swim to the surface,
And the storm will be over,
And it won't be gone because you finally love me,
But it will be gone because I learned to mo

The author's comments:
I was into this guy for a while, and I don't know why. But I never told him how I felt, and because he was a player, I decided it was time to get over him. Unfortunately, it was really hard to let him go. I'm over him now, and while it was hard for awhile, some pretty good poetry came out of it. Thanks for reading and tell me what you think :)

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