stranger

In life you only find a hand few of people whom you encounter which are worth the tears, pain, and laughs. The day i walked up to a young girl in red plat-form shoes i knew that this would be a journey that my imagination couldn't preview for me. As she grew, my knowledge of love, trust, and family became more apparent. My life couldnt have had a more spectacular moment then when i faced my long life soul mate/sister. Her words have nourished me like a mother does to her young. Never selfish just gave me love and thats all what was truly needed. As she left for her trip to a far away land, i look at a blank airplane with nothing more than tears. I know she'll come back home.

Giving away your heart fully to someone never ends up good. If you give too much, you will end up broken and pieces which wont go back together. But if you give a little at a time then your love is questioned. "What a bunch of fools!," throwing around a shitty word like love. Only one syllable long and 4 letters, then why so precious? The next encounter i had, was with one of the very special few as a healthy plump young chap walked his way towards me and showed me his knife collection. Terrified i kept away and was always the odd ball out, last one picked for games and never aloud in the kool kids club. Years eventually passed and then he started feeling things he couldnt explain. I trusted fully and gave everything but in the end still alone waiting and wishing that one day he will also come back home to me.

Being alone is a difficult task. Building up inside like an atomic bomb waiting for the time to run out so it can destroy everywhere and not worrying about anything in the way. Do you remember when you were a little kiddo? Didnt know better than to make friends with everyone and anyone? Well i was certain this special someone would always be here with me until the day i died. Sadly this was incorrect on my part because everyone grows up and moves on. "Ouch!" i first met him in a small accident with me and the stairs. Being young i was fascinated people older than me would want to talk and be friendly. He gave me his hand and started fixing me up with his first aid kit. My best friend forever certainly couldnt leave me after helping me. He was with me when i experienced the best summer of my life. As kids do during wild canadian summers he took me to McDonalds where he worked. The treasure box of gifts always put a smile on my face, and made me even more attached to him. Each summer I would go and visit my best friend. We both were growing and no one could do anything about it. As we were the first time we met, he kept taking care of me every time i fell and held me when i cried. It was beautiful and ended so quickly. My eyes flashed, i couldnt see anything besides the car and bottle of booze. He left without a fair well and like a fool i am still waiting and wishing for him to come home.



wakeeb
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