Wasted Love The time had finally arrived for me to visit my stunning girlfriend Kayla. Many years have passed and I thought she would not recognize me. Suddenly, through the crowd our eyes met, and the feelings of melancholy betrayal and rolled through my mind like a video. “How have you been Travis, it’s been long overdue since you insisted on seeing me” she slurred. “I’ve been needing time to myself to think, and get better mentally…time to just think and work on recovering from the distress and heartache you’ve put me through Kayla” Travis murmured. It was a misty showery day and I was running very late for one of my class, and there she was. Stood tall like a stallion bright in the face with the perfect hour glass body, her light brown eyes lit up the up the whole place, she was soaking wet. I approached her with the upmost of confidence due to the fact I had an umbrella. “Oh my goodness you’re soaking, you didn’t check the weather forecast today” I stated while handing her my umbrella. She then chuckled and introduced herself. “My name is …show more content…
Regardless of how she felt at the time I knew I could still win her heart over completely and that it would only take a matter of time. We then went out to eat for my birthday. She was looking so stunning that night, bright elegant red dress just fit her body so perfectly. Walking with such class as every step she took drew more eyes towards her direction; we were the definition of a power couple. The night went on and more drinks had got into both Kayla and I system. Suddenly her phone lit up, Xavier across the screen I didn’t bother on ruining the moment so I brushed the situation off and didn’t even bother on stressing the situation. Kayla acted completely numb to the situation. Until several alerts started rushing to her phone from that same number and name in her phone I had to question
After having a tense conversation with Zadie, her eyes cutting me like bread, and her hair itself could be a pack of cigarettes from the harsh smell coming from it. Finally Dylan bounded around the corner from the long hallway. I could see the tension in the air, that’s how much there was, and Amelia was showing it too. “My heart skipped, thinking she was talking to me. But she turned to Zadie instead.”
The look in her eye that said, "We need to talk," was both clear and cryptic not to mention, scary. As she reached for his hand, time slowed and his vision sharpened. He saw a map of her experiences in the palm of her hand, her life's story written in the countless
So, it sounded like Nico was going to tell me something important. He stared to say something about a camp, but then a knock on the door and Sadie's voice stopped him. I told him to go, promised to meet him the next day, and opened the door. "Hey, Sadie." I said, trying to
It was at Lucas Graham's Christmas party that Tom Yilmaz first saw Mollie Conrad. Not for the first time in his life- they had attended the same school for nearly seven years and had been in the same class more than once- but it was the first time he really saw her. As soon as she walked in the room, everyone's head turned to look at her, because she looked so... different. Normally, she wore her dark hair in a messy ponytail, with her demeanour unassuming and her voice rarely heard, but now... now her hair cascaded over her creamy shoulders, her eyes were bright and she looked stunning in her burgundy dress.
Chapter three discusses the prevalent “friends as family” metaphor and questions how widespread its use is among gay men. The chapter jumps right into the two controversial areas of family and sexuality and affirms that friends are like family. Men look at their friends as surrogates, but the type of support has evolved through the change of generations. Research from Lillian Rubin and Karen Lindsey provide a different point perspective by making us consider if the whole “Family as friends “ is just a metaphor or it is something that is literally followed in the gay community because of the rejection by blood kinship. Friends as family is just a metaphor because no matter what is said and done a blood relative continues to be a relative regardless
My legs were open, and she was standing between time, her chest pressed up against mine, and our foreheads were touching. It turned me on, how close we were to each other, but of course, I couldn’t do anything about it, since we were supposed to be friends and nothing more. “Come on,” I said, standing up. “We’re gonna dance.” I pulled her over to the dance floor and she tried to run as soon as I loosened my grip a bit, but I got her back.
I always watched from the same spot on the porch, entertained from her laughter and seeing her body shake with joy. “Julie,” Paul said from behind me. “I need to talk to you.” My heart, so distant, sped up that second. I thought of the light I had turned on when Travis kissed me months before.
All she wanted was to have someone to talk to, but she took it too far after her feeling of isolation was too overwhelming. Wrap-up
Tomorrow is the day that my family and I go to North Carolina to meet my dad’s sister that he has never met. Everyone is really excited that the whole house is going crazy. In the Rosenboom house hold you can never get any peace and quiet other than when everyone goes to bed because my younger brother, Mason, and my two younger sisters, Maddie and Brooklynn, are little fireballs full of energy. Everyone already has their bag pack and they are all ready to go, but I can’t find anything to wear for the next week. So I had to have my older sister, Marika, help me find some clothes
‘ Kas sits down and takes Willow in her arms. “ Its okay “ she says “ We’re going to be okay. Well get you somewhere safe, away from the bad men, then we’ll wait there for your mum and dad. But you’ve got to be strong for us, do you understand?” ‘ This proves that the average person can step up to the plate and become the person that is need in that
The Almost Kiss Adolescent: 1972, subject age, 15 years - Mom and Dad were having a barbeque party. Many of their friends were there. Sam was here with his parents and two sisters. Krissy was in the kitchen helping Mom with the potato salad. Dad was outside at the smoking barbeque turning burger patties and hotdogs.
I looked up, and a girl I never saw before was standing across from my table. “My name is Summer, by the way. What’s yours?” “August.” “Cool,” she said.
Suddenly, it all began rushing back, the rain outside the window, the noise in the background, the girl I had seen a year and a half ago—it all rushed back to me. “Oh my god… it’s you” I stammered. I know you too. “Yeah, that’s me…” she responded. I replied with an apology: “I’m really sorry I don’t what came over me, I’m very happy to see you again, if I’m being quite honest”.
Broken heart hurts your feeling. Nobody associates broken heart with happiness. Likewise, I felt terribly sad when I had my heart broken. I remember it felt so disastrous for me that I almost couldn 't do anything for one month. However, as time passed by, I began to think about what lesson I could learn from it.
What is love? Everybody has his/her own understanding and definition of love. In order to better understand all the complexity of such a phenomenon, it is worth analyzing specific scenarios. Therefore, this paper concentrates on one of such scenarios, which, in fact, is one from my personal experience. I had been in a long-distance relationship that had lasted a little over a year.