All Nonfiction
- Bullying
- Books
- Academic
- Author Interviews
- Celebrity interviews
- College Articles
- College Essays
- Educator of the Year
- Heroes
- Interviews
- Memoir
- Personal Experience
- Sports
- Travel & Culture
All Opinions
- Bullying
- Current Events / Politics
- Discrimination
- Drugs / Alcohol / Smoking
- Entertainment / Celebrities
- Environment
- Love / Relationships
- Movies / Music / TV
- Pop Culture / Trends
- School / College
- Social Issues / Civics
- Spirituality / Religion
- Sports / Hobbies
All Hot Topics
- Bullying
- Community Service
- Environment
- Health
- Letters to the Editor
- Pride & Prejudice
- What Matters
- Back
Summer Guide
- Program Links
- Program Reviews
- Back
College Guide
- College Links
- College Reviews
- College Essays
- College Articles
- Back
My Dreams Of You
A hall, a door, a classroom, a teacher. These are the things I see at a unfamiliar school surrounded by people. I spot him does he see me? He is so different and he hates me.
Sand, cool water, car's. I try to apologize but all I get his his ignores.
A log cabin, a forest, strangers. Shot guns rang out I turn falling to my knee's warm tears slide down my face hitting his cold lifeless body.
Roads, sidewalks, all familiar to me, I look upon him I smile as he pulls me into a soft hug.
Lips moist softly moving against mine. A smile appears on his face while looking into my eyes.
Circular land, streets, he surprises me when we meet. A note a secret place.
A dark house he is there he falls in love then disappears .
He smiles brushing his lips against mine, I stiffen becoming stunned walking away dragging all the memories behind.
I see him walking and I wave he comes over. A sandy pit which we sit our lips brush each other so lightly, I blush smiling at him.
A hall with endless lockers he is there. I follow him trying to break through his shell. He pulls me into his soft embrace, his lips were so close then the bell rings.
We see each other its a shock holding hands while walking to a harver party.
I'm in a strange room all alone. He pops up and then its a blur.
I see you, its been so long these things went by so quick I hardly remember.
I walk into a room I see you there. You hold me close while cried those precious tears. Your sweet embrace brings me joy, but ill never have you I learn later.
A hall, a door, a classroom, a teacher, that's where I last saw you in person
Similar Articles
JOIN THE DISCUSSION
This article has 2 comments.