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A Memory Never To Be Forgotten |
| Written by Chantelle Skinner | |
| Thursday, 03 April 2008 | |
 A Memory Never To Be Forgotten A yellow rose stands for friendship ,A red rose stands for love, A white rose stands for internal love. So, what does the black rose stand for? Is it fate? Is it divorce? No. Its how I feel.Empty and dimmed light, alone and crying, fear and hated. Pain and bleeding. Its like in the inside, in my mind, someone had ripped out my broken heart with cold hands. But it feels so real, so true. My sky blue eyes show joy and happiness like non-other, but deep inside my sinking heart I feel tears of loneliness. A light suddenly shines through the dark jungle I’ve buried myself in.I open my eyes curiously, stunned to find a beautiful angel hovering over me. I look back into the stare the magical being had given me, dark glittering eyes burnt into my mind internally. As he reaches out and touches my heart all that is dark turns to light. Suddenly a feeling I have never encountered before thrust itself upon me. Is it love? I ignore my confusing thoughts as the angel holds me by my tan wrist and leads me into a free world with lush green life and blue skies that filled themselves with chirping birds and fluffy white clouds.I look into the face of this stranger, gasping when I realize its my closest friend. “Sasuke?” I ask so quietly it’s as if a soft whisper.In response he tells me “shhh,” his lips approaching mine slowly, hungrily.It is a kiss never to be forgotten.With his pale hand the angel hands me a white rose. “Love is not love until you give it away, love was not put in your heart to stay. It was a fortune of mine.” Sasuke’s lips slowly make their way to my ear, where they can whisper the last of the warm-hearted speech. “And you my dobe are the shine in my dark, the angel in my sky, my purpose in life.” Looking into my teary eyes he cuffs my right cheek with his own warm hand. His lips press against mine; my black rose sprouts into a glittering white rose. I look into his dark onyx eyes with my wide ones; it’s the first I’ve seen him smile in years.I blink, a happy tear crawling down my tan cheek. Before I knew it our hands were entwined, our hold on each other tight. For the first time my life had started to shine with a glimpse of joy. For there is no such thing as loneliness in this world. The world of love. And so this amazing reality creates, a memory never to be forgotten.And I’ll remember that every time I look into your deeply caring eyes, my love. Copyright 2008 chantelle |
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