Her eyes traced the lines,
Her tears, like salty rivers
Flowing out to sea.
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Colleen Walters
i’m just a girl in Florida who likes to write things, usually inspired by events and people in my life..Always be you, because you are awesome-
When I grow up, I want to be a kid again.
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Ocean
It was a dreary day, the clouds covering the sun and raindrops falling from the sky. The trees were waving as the wind toyed with them, whimsically swaying to and fro. She was trying to stay focused and was staring at the monitor, intent on remembering the keywords so that she could recall them for the quiz. For a moment, she closed her eyes and was flooded by the beautiful blues,in every shade, flooding her senses. As she looked around in the sea of blue upon blue, the waves begin to gently crash upon her, growing bigger and more powerful - and somehow more gentle. They slammed into her with an intensity that surprised her, each drop of water caressing her like an azure embrace. She had never seen so many shades of blue, and couldn’t take her eyes off of it all as it crashed over her and sent her reeling into the huge waves. It was winter and the air was chilly, but the waves were warm and soothing. As she careened through the huge waves, she took a deep breath, inhaling and exhaling, as the quietly roaring sea of blue started sparkling and twinkling, as if the stars had come down from the heavens. She closed her eyes and felt the waves cradling her amidst a flurry of tiny lights. She started smiling and thought to herself “wow.”
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I want to grow and I’m going to grow. I’m not going to be this version of myself anymore and you won’t know who I become. You won’t talk to her, or be by her side as she goes through life— you won’t know her. Her heart won’t even remember the small moments that’ve clung to it for so long. I’ll watch her embrace a new life that has nothing to do with you, and there won’t be a space waiting like there has been for far too long.
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Oh I love this so much!