This Last Time

My last relationship.

  This Last Time

This last relationship that I held with my ex, was one of the most special things in the world we loved each other and we cared about one another. We thought about one another all the time.

In the eve of the morning, through a beautiful garden of roses and tulips lye a young man. Along with him was a young girl. The boy had deep brown eyes and Autumn brown hair. The girl had Black hair and brown eyes, her face was bright and had a tiny mole on both of her cheeks and her chin. Their laughs together were like a song of compassion. The young man had taken his love to a beautiful meadow with thousands of daisies along the path. They kept walking until the moon began to upstage the sky with darkness. The two bedded inside of a large hollow tree. When morning arose, the couple had put on their clothes and continued their journey. The two had began to notice that the sky was fading grey and the trees died as flowers wilted. The young man held his girl tight as he saw her expression fade as well. The two were stopped when a well was sitting  in their way. A well full of water and an old bucket. The water began to sink into the well. The couple poked their heads into the well. Suddenly the young female lost her balance and grabbed on to the young male. He grabbed her by the hand and stared into her eyes. With hope she began to reach with her other hand. His hand was getting moist with nervousness and fear. He lost his grip and watched the girl fall into a deep abyss. His ears were overwhelmed with her wails, he was frightened and had ran away into the meadow's treachery. The young girl began calling for him, only her wet echoes would reply. She sat alone and lye weary. The young man had forgotten about her and never came back. To this day, the young girl is still searching for someone to save her and love her.

Author's Note

Not your average princess in a castle