Too much too late.
I couldn't bear the sight and so i decided to flight. To depart to another site, with much less fight. To forget of the night, that we last flew the kite. In me there was fright, of all that wasn't delight. "I can see the light," she said. But all i did was say right and walked away. Only to come back and find out that He took you at night and i wasn't there to hug you tight and tell you i loved you. Because i was with fright, i never got the chance to say goodbye or tell you to fight because i needed you.
She wasn’t mine
So i lay, on a drenched pillow
Not just thinking but also cursing
The day that we met and became friends
And all the memories that made us best of friends
Each time i turn my back
You busy talking but i can't hear
Not because i don't want to
But because it's too much to bear
You said we would always stick together
Not like glue but like birds of a feather
Only to realize you were just using me
This whole time but i guess you weren't mine
“HOLD THE DOOR!”
His voice so deep and stern, i couldn't help but smile. Blood rush all through my body, goosebumps all over my hands that i couldn't utter a word. He uttered thank you, as he passed. I went all speechless jsut gazing at the books that had occupied his hands. All i could think of was that he loved to read and it made me feel more excited. After he had walked across the hallway and into an office, i managed to gain the breathe to whisper, "i think i found the man i will marry."
My gift in disguise
She sat by the porch of what she once knew as home. Which now was just a wreck that brought back the worst memory. Of the silent night he creeped into her bed, when she was all alone, in their tiny house when her parents were away for the weekend. He was supposed to watch over her, but instead he used her, took advantage of her and gave her a mouth to feed.His drunken self stripped her of her dignity and pride, leaving her all naked on the bathroom floor, with puffy eyes from all her tears. If only she had the voice to scream and shout to the world of what was being done to her but she had been born deaf and dumb. But if he hadn't, she would be a mess, in and out of rehab, jobless and now homeless. She had it difficult as a teen who couldn't talk or hear, and the fact that her parents were never around to give her strength, she had to turn to something that made her forget about her life. He saved her with the unspeakable deed. Because instead of being a dead beat junkee, she became a proud mum of a 3 year old who is her world and her home. A proud mum of a cute angel who she gives the love she never got, because she would never want her to go through what she did. She found her joy, her happiness and her gift in disguise.