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When a Dream Will Not Come True

February 7, 2015
By ThatGirlJane GOLD, Clifton , Virginia
ThatGirlJane GOLD, Clifton , Virginia
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Favorite Quote:
You can strain your neck looking at the sky until you can no more, only then may you walk among the stars.


Why shouldn't a girl

Love another girl?

Have a best friend,

Endless sleepovers,

Sweet smiles,

And warm hugs.

Why can't a girl

Feel the softness,

Kiss the sweetness,

Hug the smoothness of another?

Why does it have to be so wrong?

Love, by definition, knows no gender,

Only a deep affection for another.

Why can't I love her?

I think of her daily,

The way she laughs,

The way she dances,

The way she lights up a room.

I dream we walk hand in hand,

Side by side,

Hip to hip.

I tell her I love her

And kiss her pink lips.

But no, she does not know.

She can not know. 



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on Aug. 17 2015 at 3:29 pm
ThatGirlJane GOLD, Clifton , Virginia
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Favorite Quote:
You can strain your neck looking at the sky until you can no more, only then may you walk among the stars.

Wow, thank you so much. Your comment meant so much to me :)

on Aug. 8 2015 at 3:41 pm
That_Writer_Girl BRONZE, White Plains, New York
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Favorite Quote:
“You do not write your life with words...You write it with actions. What you think is not important. It is only important what you do.”
― Patrick Ness, A Monster Calls

“Here's what I think," I say and my voice is stronger and thoughts are coming, thoughts that trickle into my noise like whispers of truth. "I think maybe everybody falls," I say. "I think maybe we all do. And I don't think that's the asking."
I pull on her arms gently to make sure she's listening.
"I think the asking is whether we get back up again.”
― Patrick Ness, The Knife of Never Letting Go

This is a truly brilliant work of poetry. I love it so much! My favorite part is the last two lines of the poem. They are so short, yet so powerful. Great job!