Description & Dialogue I never loved my first true love and she never loved me. We had no idea what we were getting ourselves into, we just wanted to take on the world together no matter come what may. I’ll never forget the feeling of the January weather the day I left her driveway, “When you’re young and dumb you’ll do anything for love.” A sentence that still echoes in my head to this day, an adage that I will never remove from the caverns of my mind. “What do they know anyway,” I told myself “They don’t know how we feel anyways.” We lied to each other daily saying that what we have is “special” and that “we’ll always be there for each other.” I fell in love with the lips speaking the sweet deceits. Our love was a fabrication of my imagination.
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The thick heat of the day turned into a thin breeze that could just fly right through your body and soul leave you breathless at times. We were so content in each other then. Our park walks meant the world to me. The smell of burning leaves lingered in the air as we strolled throughout all the scenery. As we would pass each lamp post I would watch the darkness slowly surround her face only to be illuminated by the next. I admired her in every single way. I fell in love with the way her cheeks changed color when we were exposed to the cold. I loved the way she would smile at me when she would grab my hand to walk. The feeling of her touch was like a fire in my veins, it sent a pins and needles feeling up my arm and down my back. I especially loved when I would find her hairs on my coat. I remember one night when I took her home, I lost myself in my thoughts until she quickly beckoned me back into …show more content…
As the days of November flew by we quickly found ourselves in a cesspool of holiday planning and visiting. Although we did at times feel like our love was a burden, we still found a way to keep our relationship stalemate. We never questioned why we should keep the relationship going because we thought we had it figured out. It seemed like everyone was jealous of us, they wanted to be just like us. On the exterior, everyone thought we were happy with who we were, they didn’t know what was happening on the inside. In a way, the attention is what kept us going, we thought that if our love was envy of others we had to be doing something right. So, we kept the charade up as long as the audience was pleased with our
The thick heat of the day turned into a thin breeze that could just fly right through your body and soul leave you breathless at times. We were so content in each other then. Our park walks meant the world to me. The smell of burning leaves lingered in the air as we strolled throughout all the scenery. As we would pass each lamp post I would watch the darkness slowly surround her face only to be illuminated by the next. I admired her in every single way. I fell in love with the way her cheeks changed color when we were exposed to the cold. I loved the way she would smile at me when she would grab my hand to walk. The feeling of her touch was like a fire in my veins, it sent a pins and needles feeling up my arm and down my back. I especially loved when I would find her hairs on my coat. I remember one night when I took her home, I lost myself in my thoughts until she quickly beckoned me back into …show more content…
As the days of November flew by we quickly found ourselves in a cesspool of holiday planning and visiting. Although we did at times feel like our love was a burden, we still found a way to keep our relationship stalemate. We never questioned why we should keep the relationship going because we thought we had it figured out. It seemed like everyone was jealous of us, they wanted to be just like us. On the exterior, everyone thought we were happy with who we were, they didn’t know what was happening on the inside. In a way, the attention is what kept us going, we thought that if our love was envy of others we had to be doing something right. So, we kept the charade up as long as the audience was pleased with our