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Forever Snowing |
by Jessi |
At my age I have never felt anything like it in my whole life before. From the first time we met I knew I wanted to spend the rest of my life with him. We became extremely close over the last three and a half years of or lives. Our relationship waded somewhere between friends and lovers, like a buoy between the cold shore and the forever ocean. He was everything to me, and I loved him in any and every way possible. Despite our fights about our relationship everything was perfect... until the day he told me to leave him. He said he wanted me to go because he was tired of hurting me and he needed to figure things out for himself. I cried, begged and pleaded with him but it was no use. He was giving up on everything we had.
I left the house that day feeling worse than I ever had my whole life. I didn't know what to do, I couldn't eat I couldn't sleep, I couldn't breath. I had a lot of trouble working up my courage to talk to him, and when I did he would walk away. As a last resort I wrote him a letter, something he couldn't walk away from.
In the letter I wrote that I was glad that it snowed today. The snow always reminded me of our relationship. When the snow first falls it is always so white and pure. It is just plain beautiful. It tells stories by the impressions left behind in it. Such as who was there and which way they went. But then over time the snow grows dark and black and starts to melt, eventually disappearing all together, not leaving a single trace that it was even there. But yet somehow it always manages to snow again.
I gave him the letter, unsure of the response I would get, but hoping for the best. He came over to my house that night so we could talk. Standing on the porch he apologized and we decided to work things out. I couldn't have been happier. He leaned in for a goodnight kiss, but quickly pulled away. For a moment or two he stood silent, looking up at the sky. And then he looked at me and said....
" Look baby, it’s snowing!" |
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