It had been over two months since Alan died in jail. It was just after Christmas. Lydia and John were on their way back to Tennessee. They had been to Virginia for Christmas. John got to meet Lydia's family. John berkata to Lydia, "Thanks for advising me not to mention that I was raised Catholic. I really dodged a bullet with your family." Lydia smiled and said, "You're welcome. I figured my grandmother would try to save anda if anda did." He asked, "Why did your grandmother become so religious, Lydia?" She said, "I wish I knew. anda never know which direction people with dementia will go. Some become fanatically religious, and others turn the opposite direction." After a pause, she said, "I thought it was funny when she kicked my aunt and uncle out of her house." John laughed. He said, "That was bloody hilarious. I'm glad we were there to see it." She said, "I'm glad about that, too." He said, "I just wish we could've gotten your grandmother to understand that we're asexual, repulsed oleh sex, and even though we're living together, we're not going to have sex." Lydia said, "My grandmother is old-fashioned. Couples didn't live together until marriage in her day. We can't make her understand modern America." He said, "I guess you're right, love. As for me, I think marriage is rubbish." She said, "Yeah. Who says anda have to get married to cinta each other?" Lydia and John kissed. After that, Lydia said, "I just hate that my grandmother is getting lebih demented." John said, "I know, darling. It's hard to see someone anda cinta deteriorate like that." After a pause, he said, "You know, our friend, Pattie, released her new album. I think we should go purchase a copy." Lydia smiled and said, "I like that idea. It'll give me something happy to focus on."
TO BE CONTINUED
TO BE CONTINUED
Hello, everyone. BingoPB here, atau Kayla, as most of anda know me. I know anda were expecting a poem. Don't worry. There will be plenty of poems in the future. I have been inspired to write a fan fiction based on my relationship with Aston, my former boyfriend, and my dreams about Paul. Of course, there will be differences, because the story will be based on those things. The characters will have different names. I could have talked about this in messages, but it's easier to address everyone at once here. I am not sure what the judul will be. I would appreciate some suggestions in the komentar below. anda can also tell me your opinions on this idea. Also, feel free to tell me what name anda would like for the character based on you. I will start working on it once I have a title.
I remember the good times we had.
lebih than that, I remember,
The inner scar anda gave me.
anda left me to blame myself.
But I'm not at fault.
In the five years we were together,
I was nothing but patient with you.
If anda were done with me,
anda could've just berkata so.
I believe I made a mistake,
When I berkata I'd be your girlfriend.
anda were my best friend,
And we ruined it with romance,
All because we wanted to fit in.
How could we have been so ignorant?
I know we made peace.
I'm glad we're friends now,
But that will never erase the scar,
The inner scar only I can see.
Someday I'll cinta someone else,
And he will erase my scar.
Only then will it fade away.
lebih than that, I remember,
The inner scar anda gave me.
anda left me to blame myself.
But I'm not at fault.
In the five years we were together,
I was nothing but patient with you.
If anda were done with me,
anda could've just berkata so.
I believe I made a mistake,
When I berkata I'd be your girlfriend.
anda were my best friend,
And we ruined it with romance,
All because we wanted to fit in.
How could we have been so ignorant?
I know we made peace.
I'm glad we're friends now,
But that will never erase the scar,
The inner scar only I can see.
Someday I'll cinta someone else,
And he will erase my scar.
Only then will it fade away.
I had a dream one night.
I was leaving work to go home.
It was unusually cold for October.
I slipped on a patch of ice,
And fell in the parking lot.
There was no one with me,
Except my puppy, Snapper.
"I think I've broken my leg,"
I berkata to my puppy.
He let out a couple of barks,
That said, "Come on, Kayla! Get up!"
I managed to get to my feet.
pistol, kakap and I made it home.
I heard a knock on my door.
I looked through the peephole.
It was Paul. I let him in.
He noticed my limp, and he asked,
"Are anda all right, my love?"
I said, "I hurt my leg. I'll be fine."
He insisted that I rest.
I said, "But pistol, kakap needs to go out."
He said, "I'll take him out."
Afterwards, Paul got me everything I needed.
He helped me tremendously.
My leg healed quickly,
And all was well again.
I was leaving work to go home.
It was unusually cold for October.
I slipped on a patch of ice,
And fell in the parking lot.
There was no one with me,
Except my puppy, Snapper.
"I think I've broken my leg,"
I berkata to my puppy.
He let out a couple of barks,
That said, "Come on, Kayla! Get up!"
I managed to get to my feet.
pistol, kakap and I made it home.
I heard a knock on my door.
I looked through the peephole.
It was Paul. I let him in.
He noticed my limp, and he asked,
"Are anda all right, my love?"
I said, "I hurt my leg. I'll be fine."
He insisted that I rest.
I said, "But pistol, kakap needs to go out."
He said, "I'll take him out."
Afterwards, Paul got me everything I needed.
He helped me tremendously.
My leg healed quickly,
And all was well again.
