Oh, MelissaA Story by I Am Svetlana
Oh, Melissa. Not a day went by where I did not think about her, talk to her or even wish to be nearer to her. It felt like every minute of day and night I wanted to slow down even more, just talk to her more, be with her more.
When nights would come, I would hold my dog close and eventually fall asleep. Wishing my dog was you, but I would always see you enter within my dreams only a few minutes later. Every book I would happen to read, even if I had read the book a few times before, I would always pretend that you wrote the words, the story. That way, I could absorb the words with greater depth and appreciation. When it came to television, I would try finding you through the dusty, glass screen. Flipping through the channels and trying to locate your beautiful, angelic face. Trying to find those delicate and gorgeous eyes which trend from hazel to a dashing, unforgettable green. At first sight, they had me in a trance. I could hardly still believe that she was mine, even as I write this, the thought of it makes me smile. We clicked in such a way which I never felt possible. She seemed so friendly, yet so eager to know me. I really enjoyed reading her dorky comments, the smiles she gave me, the comfort she provided. She may have been shy, but with me, it seemed like she was someone completely alive, so spontaneous and spunky. I sensed no shyness in her personality. From that day forth, I knew she meant a lot to me. I knew I would fight for her, for our relationship. To keep us alive, sparkling. Such a Melissa may be rare, but she is my angel from day-in to day-out. No matter what comes our way, she will always be something, someone more than special to me. With her, I finally felt like I was on top of the world. Able to conquer anything, destroy the most devious of dragons. She was instantly my everything and I couldn't deny and I would let nothing and no one get between us. Her sense of love, her emotions and soul rang so true in my reality and I was not about to let that go. She will always be mine, all mine. My angel. My everything. My Melissa. © 2013 I Am Svetlana |
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1 Review Added on September 28, 2013 Last Updated on September 29, 2013 AuthorI Am SvetlanaMadison, WIAbout"If you cannot write well; you cannot think well; if you cannot think well, other's will do your thinking for you." -Oscar Wilde Hello all, my name is Emily Svetlana! I am 30 years old and wo.. more.. |

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