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Happy Endings

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I know a girl who falls in love too easily. Tears fall and wind blows and storms rage and sun shines. Her brown-green eyes spark and she is a terrifying calm when you anger her, quite difficult to do. Currently, she loves a boy who could do so much for her. He is brave, and kind, and he loves her the way a friend would. Perhaps more, but nobody dares ask. I hope she finds happiness.

I know a girl who found a soulmate. She may exist, I'm still unsure. I trust the word of my friend, but she is so happy... I fear it may be too good to be true. We love and hate each other, and the feelings sway like grass in the wind towards one or the other. She is taller every day, chocolate-eyed and chocolate-haired, short tempered and sweet spirited. I wish her the best of luck.

I know a girl who loves as a friend. Everywhere she goes she demands love and respect without saying a word. Between her gracefully skinny height, her striking blue eyes, and the subtle curls in her gold-thread hair, she is the embodiment of beauty. She does not hate, but she's not afraid to scar you up. Play in the mud, race snails, play with rats, shoot nerf guns.Whoever she ends up with, may he worship the ground she walks on.

I know a girl who doesn't know what to do yet. She wants to love, but I don't think she really knows how. Even her hair is mismatched, not sure whether to be black or red. She's got a million little freckles but she hates it when I call them cute. She feels useless, but I know she's not. She just needs a little motivation. I know that someday, somebody will come along and make her truly happy.

I know a boy who doesn't know himself. He is hurt, and he will always be hurt, but that will never stop me from going out of my way to see him smile. If he'll have me, I want to stand by his side for the rest of my life. He is beautiful in a million ways, and I would give anything for him to see that. I want so badly to be his hero, to show him that he's safe and loved.

I am a girl who will never be proud. I am the nurse. I mend the broken. The protective older sister, the shoulder to cry on, and the mother, too, although I wouldn't know like they would. I am the protective older brother as well. The brick wall to stand behind. "You break her heart, I break your face." I will never be beautiful in my own eyes, but maybe I can be admirable in yours. I can't do this alone, but I could never ask for help.
I... I don't know what this is.

This is what happens when I'm left alone for too long?
This is some sort of journal?
This is a cry for attention?

No.
No, this is the truth.
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