Oh My KC!

Nice write!

thank you

this was the middle of a story i was working on last night
i somehow deleted the other 16 pages

All these years together and this is how you stand before me. Not a hint of sorrow or, of sadness. Not even a trace of a tear.

Well, what did I expect?

Thinking of all I wish to say to you….
Knowing it will do no good…

With that cold sickle heart. Turning it on so many unsuspecting (as you call them) victims. You wield it in random but, you pick and cut them with surgical precision. Have you stopped to survey the damage?

When you reflect on your life and you ask yourself if you were ever truly loved, remember me. Recall all I have endured. Remember that even at the end I loved you with all of my being. I will most likely die loving you.
How sad is that?
Not only for me but, for us too.
Remember how I was to you. I always supported you, encouraged you, and helped you when you asked. I didn't tell you who you are or who to be. I simply loved you for you.

I gave you the room to grow the room to change and to find who you are. Some how; you interpreted this as weakness. I tried to shield you from the harsh reality of this sometimes cruel world and you viewed it as dishonest and disrespectful.

Just when did you become the pillar respect?
You; with your tarnished crown and newly developed vestige of moral standing.

I feel sorry for the others that will come into your world, for the celestial comets of karma will circle your universe and return to you one day...

So as I approach you for the last time, I take your elegant hands of deceit and hold them as gently as ever. I fight my tears and silently kiss you on the cheek. I turn away never to look back but, knowing, as I walk away, you will catch a hint of the last breath I shall ever exhale for you. You can taste it, smell it and sense it in the moisture resting so hopelessly on your beautiful face.

Dry it with the memory of our past.

(I envision three swipes of your hand.)

(first)....so long
(second)...farewell
(third)....goodbye


kc08

Is there no way to get them back? How sad that is!
You are truely talented my friend!

Before I forget... I saw a picture of a man the other day that I truely believe is you but your back was turned so I'm not sure.

It wasn’t at the post office was it?

Ohhhhhhhhhhhh ((( Kevin ))))))
Yep ya did it again,,, Left me speechless,,

I will add a forth if ya dont mind

Re-Birth,,, my friend,, your heart mends, your Soul shines and as the past shadows remain,,never forgotten,, closure sets in and the path is open for a better tomorrow,,,

Its unreal that I to LIVED this life you left.
But know my friend your pain will begin, to start and go away.
To be used and hurt so deep, then feeling YOU can't seem to compete. Is hopeless, trying, depressing, and unkind.
To know you have to leave her side, or end your hearts tide.
Beautiful write for what was so damm hurtful to you inside.

very nice !! some of us can relate !!!

Computer muses ---- interesting how they pick and choose or DO-oo they??????? Rod Sterling type voice don't 'cha know. A man sitting at his computer, does his memory retain what his computer glutinously inhaled or is it best that it's lost to him, yet feeds the mighty CyBER SNAIL.............

Shakes head as she pops back into reality, nice spin on a song from "The Sound of Music".

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7WQ6Q_65qck

Although try not to cringe when you hear the note that one boy can hit, shewwwww, I don't have them and they tried to go further up...

OMG you Silly Boy

LMAO!!!No sweetie... email with a beautiful white tiger and the lovely cat was giving a hug.

It wasn’t at the post office was it?