Love isn't about loving the perfect person, it's about loving the imperfect person...perfectly.



~Unknown


Tuesday, February 16, 2010

No Boundaries Chapter 4

Throughout the day my mind wandered into the cave, the beautiful lake, the touch of his lips, and the smell of his skin. I couldn’t work, I was daydreaming. Needless to say, the day got worse…


Through the day, my dreams were awoken by three simple words : “Action” “Collete!” and “Focuse!”

I couldn’t help it! How could I stop the feeling of his arms around me? How could I stop the way I felt when he spoke? I couldn’t! About 4:00pm, I received the most shocking phone call….

“Hello? What? No! It can’t be!” suddenly a shock of adrenaline surged into my viens. I shot up like a balloon and ran as fast as my legs could go, to the hospital. As I neared the entrance, my heart snapped like a rope. I didn’t want to face reality. I didn’t want to lose him. I couldn’t.

“Brian, please?”

“Room 21.”

“Thanks” I huddled into the small room. It smelt of too much mopping and too little fun.

“Brian? Brian?!” The nurses huddled in, they started turning off the equipment…

“What’s happening?! What happened to him?!” Tears formed into my too big eyes.

“I’m sorry, he got in a car wreck. We tried to save him, but we couldn’t…”

“No! This can’t be happening!” I was rampaging, unable to stop the tears from flowing down. As they stripped the sheets I kissed his forehead one last time….how could this happen?

I couldn’t hold him in my arms,couldn’t feel the touch of his lips…

Lay me down to rest. It’s a Lover’s final breath. Now I die, Kiss your tender lips goodbye. Pray to God, who hears my cry.

I’ll see you again someday, I love you….that’s all that’s left to say….



That was three years ago. He’s gone and life goes on. I will never forget the way his hair curled around his face, the way his lips tasted, and the touch of his skin. My name is Collete, this is the story about my first love.



I really hope you liked this series! More series coming!

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