Passion

I know I'm not the only one who feels they need to be alone, sometimes being alone feels like what is best. I figured out the hard way that forcing myself into depression over Angelica made me a shut in. I stopped hanging out with everyone, even abel he would always call me and offer the same remedy of a pack of smokes some blue footballs and a few beers to help them down, I remember this one night extremely well though. As always we stayed up till about 4 a.m. Talking about her or as we called her the great white buffalo because saying her name hurt. Just enough to where I'd look down and try to think what did I do. She had been the one to push me to do drugs or so I thought until I realized that she had no power over my decision I did. After the footballs and beer took over I called her again trying to seem cool cause I was completely fucked up. I missed her so much she was with my friend a close friend and all I could to was sit on the side lines and hear about how my friend just wanted to use her because she was a virgin. This hurt me so much to hear I tried telling her. She thought I was trying to break them up so I would have a chance again. But I was a little to late...
He had already had his way with her. He left her a few days later. She blew me off completely, she thought I had put him up to it. But I would never I loved her with every ounce of my being. I felt that she was perfect, it didn't matter she was dark skinned had scars on her wrists and a few blemishes on her face. Her imperfections made her perfect to me I loved every ounce of her. I loved the little things the most.she used to squeek at the end of some words. When she would smile she would press her tongue to the roof of her mouth. When the wind would blow she would always hold her bangs with her left hand. I missed the way she would play with her knuckles when we would talk and the way she acted when we were alone. I missed all of it. And all of her. But she didn't seem to care anymore. I missed her eyes.... Those beautiful brown eyes....
I couldn't take it. Until I met Robbie, he showed me that it snowed all year round as long as you had the money.

By:Julius contreras
This is based on my real life

Reviews

[Cindy Marietta]

Wow, You can feel this came from your heart and was beautifully written. That's some tough stuff, hope you find your way through it, stay positive my friend! Sendin good vibes

[julius9609]

Thank you I appreciate it :)

[Jordan]

Tragic story man, I feel for you. I was fine reading this up until "I missed her eyes.... Those beautiful brown eyes.... " I lost it.

Stay positive, and great write.

[Ink Seductress]

Wow, there's so much pain in your words that its tangible. And the way you speak of her is intense, this was amazing.

[julius9609]

Thank you, yeah she was a major part of me