When we run, it doesn’t quite feel like running. It feels lebih like falling, running so fast that the wind makes my hair whip around my face and whistles in my ears just makes me feel like I couldn’t possibly be stopped. Like the fall will never end. Sam is the leader, turning us every which way until we end up on the outskirts of town. The air is fresher and the rumput is greener here. We run until it’s just endless road and fields in front of us and then finally our foot-falls slow, and we veer off the pavement into the shade of a huge oak tree. The tree, being so massive, hides us completely so that no one can see us for at least a hundred meters from the road. We collapse against the trunk, against each other, breathing hard and fast. In the silence, we let the calm of the soft breeze and matte sky lull us into the closest thing to feeling aman, brankas after what we’d just run away from.
After what could have been detik atau minutes, I look down only to find Sam and my hands still clasped together. When I look up from our hands to his face, I see him already looking back at me. So many emotions flash across his eyes, darkening his features, and it’s exhausting to try to experience them all just for a detik to get closer to his true feelings. Pain, anger, hopelessness, stress, concern, all torturing his features until he crumples meneruskan, ke depan and is sick a few feet away. I reach over to put my hand on his back, to rub it in slow circles like my mom always does when I’m sick, as he groans and retches. A sadness like no other washes over me and for a second, I’m scared that I’m going to be sick right there beside him. It’s only for a detik that I allow myself to think this because now is not the time to fall apart. I know that if I fall to pieces now, there will just be too much to put back together and Sam needs me to put him back together. “Oh Sam” I say quietly but reassuringly, because if I can do anything for him, I can let him know that he’s not alone. “I just want it to be over. I want it all to end.” He says defeatedly. It breaks my jantung to hear him so helpless. “its too soon,” I say, “think of everything anda would miss in life if it ended here and now.” I try to reason “And what would I be missing?!” he yells and his voice breaks and he finally looks at me, “Another beating? Another night that I tell my brother itll all be ok when I don’t even believe it? Another chance for someone to tell me that im not good enough?!” each word he screams is like a slap in the face, but instead of shying away from his tone, I match it, “If anda were gone, tyler would be alone! Actually he would be stuck in this life with that man, which, I suppose, is worse than being alone! Youll miss out on the freedom that comes after this school and this town. Youll miss out on all the people youll meet and cinta and all the places youll see and experience.” I lean in closer and put both my hands on his cheeks and plead with my eyes as hard as I can, “You’ll miss out on everything anda ever wanted, and don’t even tell me theres nothing anda want because everyone in the world wants things sam, the things we need, food, water, they keep us alive, but when we get the things we want, safety, understanding, that’s when we really feel alive.”
After what could have been detik atau minutes, I look down only to find Sam and my hands still clasped together. When I look up from our hands to his face, I see him already looking back at me. So many emotions flash across his eyes, darkening his features, and it’s exhausting to try to experience them all just for a detik to get closer to his true feelings. Pain, anger, hopelessness, stress, concern, all torturing his features until he crumples meneruskan, ke depan and is sick a few feet away. I reach over to put my hand on his back, to rub it in slow circles like my mom always does when I’m sick, as he groans and retches. A sadness like no other washes over me and for a second, I’m scared that I’m going to be sick right there beside him. It’s only for a detik that I allow myself to think this because now is not the time to fall apart. I know that if I fall to pieces now, there will just be too much to put back together and Sam needs me to put him back together. “Oh Sam” I say quietly but reassuringly, because if I can do anything for him, I can let him know that he’s not alone. “I just want it to be over. I want it all to end.” He says defeatedly. It breaks my jantung to hear him so helpless. “its too soon,” I say, “think of everything anda would miss in life if it ended here and now.” I try to reason “And what would I be missing?!” he yells and his voice breaks and he finally looks at me, “Another beating? Another night that I tell my brother itll all be ok when I don’t even believe it? Another chance for someone to tell me that im not good enough?!” each word he screams is like a slap in the face, but instead of shying away from his tone, I match it, “If anda were gone, tyler would be alone! Actually he would be stuck in this life with that man, which, I suppose, is worse than being alone! Youll miss out on the freedom that comes after this school and this town. Youll miss out on all the people youll meet and cinta and all the places youll see and experience.” I lean in closer and put both my hands on his cheeks and plead with my eyes as hard as I can, “You’ll miss out on everything anda ever wanted, and don’t even tell me theres nothing anda want because everyone in the world wants things sam, the things we need, food, water, they keep us alive, but when we get the things we want, safety, understanding, that’s when we really feel alive.”
He leads me
in the paths that are right
anda are my friend
I have courage,
for your help is there
anda are close beside me with comfort,
anda are guiding my way
anda make me welcome,
Pouring down honor
This joy fills me with gladness
Your goodness always is with me
Your loving kindness strengthens me always
as I go through life.
They are pouring down honor
For your achievements
It fills me with pride
At your success
anda are lebih than deserving
Of such attention
I am so happy for anda
And am proud to know anda and call anda friend.
in the paths that are right
anda are my friend
I have courage,
for your help is there
anda are close beside me with comfort,
anda are guiding my way
anda make me welcome,
Pouring down honor
This joy fills me with gladness
Your goodness always is with me
Your loving kindness strengthens me always
as I go through life.
They are pouring down honor
For your achievements
It fills me with pride
At your success
anda are lebih than deserving
Of such attention
I am so happy for anda
And am proud to know anda and call anda friend.
How men first learnt to invent words is unknown;in other words,the origin of language is a mystery.All we really know is that men,unlike animals,somehow invented certain sounds to express thoughts and feelings,actions and things so that they could communicate with each other;and that later they agreed to certain signs,called letters,which could be combined to represent those sounds,and which could be written down.These sounds,if spoken atau written in letters,are called words.
Great writers are those who not only have great thoughts but also express these thoughts in words that appeal powerfully to our minds and emotions.This charming and telling use of words is what we call literary prose.Above all,the real poet is a master of words.He can convey his meaning in words which sing like music,and which oleh their position and association can break men to tears.We should,therefore,learn to choose our words carefully,or they will make our speech silly and vulgar.
Great writers are those who not only have great thoughts but also express these thoughts in words that appeal powerfully to our minds and emotions.This charming and telling use of words is what we call literary prose.Above all,the real poet is a master of words.He can convey his meaning in words which sing like music,and which oleh their position and association can break men to tears.We should,therefore,learn to choose our words carefully,or they will make our speech silly and vulgar.
See its crying so bitterly
Its raining here today
Cuz its valentine day
Everyone has a smile on their faces
Either true atau fake
Some have their heart's aces
Others hated even to wake
Now that you're gone
I'm staring at my phone
Hoping anda to make a small call
That anda wanna meet in the mall
There's an empty place in my heart
I'm in agony due to the pain
The hari anda left it broke apart
I cry as much as the rain
Pls come back to me
Pls say anda cinta me
And that I'll never again have to stay
Alone on a valentine's day
|Life is like a story,both can end badly.It depends on what anda write and what anda do to change them.|
"Love is like a flower,it can only be treated so tenderly."Elisa Reynolds."My beloved,you may have tricked those..little toys but anda forget that I keep no secret,no lies,nor any true clues.But I can say that I loved you."Liam Foyet."My last words to anda be that Doyle is back.Back to kill me.Also that Russian Roulette is not the same without a gun."
"The danger people see in me,(chuckle) it's amusing."
Elisa~"Im weakened oleh love, but strengthen oleh pain."
Doyle~"Shut up and this will be a short execution."
Russia
"Love is like a flower,it can only be treated so tenderly."Elisa Reynolds."My beloved,you may have tricked those..little toys but anda forget that I keep no secret,no lies,nor any true clues.But I can say that I loved you."Liam Foyet."My last words to anda be that Doyle is back.Back to kill me.Also that Russian Roulette is not the same without a gun."
"The danger people see in me,(chuckle) it's amusing."
Elisa~"Im weakened oleh love, but strengthen oleh pain."
Doyle~"Shut up and this will be a short execution."
Russia