As my mind drifts back to the past, back to a time where time was not of essence. but only of our physical presence.
I must of met her, when she was just a baby, I suppose.
I barely remember.
so no one really knows.
I do have some memories,
or are they flash backs, they play like old movies, in my head. going over and over of the things that were said.
I really should just go to bed. I'm not sure, but I think something might be wrong with my head. I don't feel too well.
then once again my mind goes back to the past.
I vaguely remember her life as a child.I do remember back to the time when she was a teen running around all crazy and wild. She fell in love.
she never could let that one love go. she should have just let their love for each other flow. but she held on too tight. she lost sight. of her own life. I knew all this guy would ever tell were nothing but lies. she never listened to my advise. we knew she would pay the ultimate price. She seemed to live in her very own fantasy . a fantasy she called life only it was
bits and pieces of the past. poor thing she never thought it wouldn't last. As I slowly drift back to the present, I look myself in the mirror and Im shocked at the reflection that stares back at me.. I break down, I start to cry. for the girl I knew since birth was no other than myself. confusion slowly. sets in. when I realized all that sadness I felt for her was my own.
© Stephanie mh