Serena
Ashleigh was a little three tahun old, and I could see she'd be really pretty when she was older.
I wasn't sure how how, but becoming a mother just let me see clearly. About so many things. What was important and what wasn't worth it.
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I'd picked her up from the daycare and took her to the playground, where we were supposed to meet Jamie, the little girl who was Ashleigh's best friend, and her mother, Jenna. Jenna was a single mother, like myself, but two years older. We'd become best Friends as our children had.
It was Friday, and Jamie and Ashleigh were having a sleepover. They'd be camping out in my living room.
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Not a hari goes sejak that I don't think of Shaun. If he did what I'd asked him to.
Ashleigh and Jamie had found one another, and were dragging Jenna over to where I was standing. I bent down and hugged my little girl as she ran into my arms. She giggled and asked if she and Jamie could play here before we went home. I smiled at her, and told her it was fine.
"Well, I should probably get going. Thanks again for taking Jamie," Jenna said, and turned for her car. But I didn't hear a word she said.
I felt someone staring at me.
Ashleigh was a little three tahun old, and I could see she'd be really pretty when she was older.
I wasn't sure how how, but becoming a mother just let me see clearly. About so many things. What was important and what wasn't worth it.
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I'd picked her up from the daycare and took her to the playground, where we were supposed to meet Jamie, the little girl who was Ashleigh's best friend, and her mother, Jenna. Jenna was a single mother, like myself, but two years older. We'd become best Friends as our children had.
It was Friday, and Jamie and Ashleigh were having a sleepover. They'd be camping out in my living room.
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Not a hari goes sejak that I don't think of Shaun. If he did what I'd asked him to.
Ashleigh and Jamie had found one another, and were dragging Jenna over to where I was standing. I bent down and hugged my little girl as she ran into my arms. She giggled and asked if she and Jamie could play here before we went home. I smiled at her, and told her it was fine.
"Well, I should probably get going. Thanks again for taking Jamie," Jenna said, and turned for her car. But I didn't hear a word she said.
I felt someone staring at me.
inch sejak inch
bringing me closer
to my doom
Rama-rama of
anticipation
flutter nervously
in my stomach
knuckles whiten
jaws clench
what have I
gotten myself into
the suspense
is killing me
I'm going to hate it
I'm going to Cinta it
I might lose my lunch
but I don't care
heaven help me
here it comes...
...
I hold my breath...
...
and then
I scream
my stomach
drops
my breath
is stolen
my heart
is pounding
adrenaline
courses
through
my veins
amid screams
of sweet terror
I fling up
my hands
and ride on
the wings
of Thrill!
I remember the hari I fell in love.
Not just simple love.
No, this was head over heels, I'd die for anda love.
I remember where I fell in love.
A small middle school in a small town.
A place anda could easily miss.
I remember the my matchmaker.
A short women, but with lebih api, kebakaran then anda could ever imagine.
lebih passion for what she does then I had ever seen.
I remember my girlfriends who were with me.
My athletic, sassy, fun-loving chicks.
My flirting consultants.
I remember him.
Good God, he was beautiful.
Yes, I remember the hari I fell in love.
True Love.
Head over heels love.
With..................
Basketball.
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This is dedicated to my first real bola keranjang coach. She taught me not just how to play basketball, but how to be part of a team. I have so much respect for her and I know I should thank her everyday for helping me fall in love. For Coach Joy.
Not just simple love.
No, this was head over heels, I'd die for anda love.
I remember where I fell in love.
A small middle school in a small town.
A place anda could easily miss.
I remember the my matchmaker.
A short women, but with lebih api, kebakaran then anda could ever imagine.
lebih passion for what she does then I had ever seen.
I remember my girlfriends who were with me.
My athletic, sassy, fun-loving chicks.
My flirting consultants.
I remember him.
Good God, he was beautiful.
Yes, I remember the hari I fell in love.
True Love.
Head over heels love.
With..................
Basketball.
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This is dedicated to my first real bola keranjang coach. She taught me not just how to play basketball, but how to be part of a team. I have so much respect for her and I know I should thank her everyday for helping me fall in love. For Coach Joy.
Just a poem. I hope it isn't much of a bother to rate.
I dream of all things
Uncertain of dark deeds and pasts
Within these thoughts as dark as sea
When once those wings of black
Hung over all
Shadowing but of the wretched white
That blinds me of all beauty.
I dream of all things
From happiness to highs
Let down these pills
atau I’m gone, retreat inside my mind
Where none but the darkest thoughts
Swallowing twilight
I dream of all things
From the stories told sejak hidden scars
Unable to tunjuk themselves
Under this intense scrutiny
That makes up this world’s attire
To the times that I could be happy
Without a drug to create
The much-needed illusion...
I dream of all things
No matter of their contents
Because, well,
Nightmares are still dreams.
I dream of all things
Uncertain of dark deeds and pasts
Within these thoughts as dark as sea
When once those wings of black
Hung over all
Shadowing but of the wretched white
That blinds me of all beauty.
I dream of all things
From happiness to highs
Let down these pills
atau I’m gone, retreat inside my mind
Where none but the darkest thoughts
Swallowing twilight
I dream of all things
From the stories told sejak hidden scars
Unable to tunjuk themselves
Under this intense scrutiny
That makes up this world’s attire
To the times that I could be happy
Without a drug to create
The much-needed illusion...
I dream of all things
No matter of their contents
Because, well,
Nightmares are still dreams.
Shaun
Three months later, we were apparently "an item".
She had me twisted around her little finger. She could have made me jump in front of a bus, all that was needed was one look from her "love me, anda know anda want to" Chocolate brown eyes.
I paid attention to her every move, her every word.
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When I first told her I loved her, I was expecting rejection, but she surprised me. She kissed me, and berkata she loved me too. The sun revolved around where she stood.
Nothing else mattered.
Three months later, we were apparently "an item".
She had me twisted around her little finger. She could have made me jump in front of a bus, all that was needed was one look from her "love me, anda know anda want to" Chocolate brown eyes.
I paid attention to her every move, her every word.
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When I first told her I loved her, I was expecting rejection, but she surprised me. She kissed me, and berkata she loved me too. The sun revolved around where she stood.
Nothing else mattered.