Under the Oak Tree

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Romance  |  House: Booksie Classic
A forgotten love.

Submitted: June 13, 2012

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Submitted: June 13, 2012



When you left me.

It was the last day for me.

I told you to meet me at the old oak tree but you hadn't come.

I waited in the rain and cold but you stayed warm and safe inside your home.

How could this be?

Just not so long ago you had told me that you love me.

Now what does this proove?

Is it fear?

Are you afraid of loosing me?

I'm not afraid of loosing you.

Because I know I never will.

But why do I doubt that now?

It's because you aren't here.

Under this oak tree.

Where we first met.

Where we first laughed and held hands.

Where you first kissed me.

In the violent storm.

Under this tree.

You told me you will never let me go. Out of your sight.

You told me that you will always keep me safe from the dogs across our tree.

You held my hand and made me a promise.

A promise to Love me unconditionally.

But now. Today. It's my last day

And i asked you to meet me under this old oak tree with old and new memories.

But you didn't come.

You are at your home, safe and sound.

I understand that you want to protect your heart.

But in order to protect mine, this is where I need you.

I need you to put your arms around me and wisper songs of love to me.

I need you to warm me with your breath and warm eyes.

I'd love you to tell me that this will never end.

Because right now. Today. It's my last day.

I won't give up on you.

But you seem to have forgotten of me.

Did you forget when we were little?

When you used to steal kisses from me.

When we used to run in the rain.

Because the rain is fun when there's two of us.

But right now. Today. It's cold.

It's cold because i'm alone under this oak tree.

I don't have you to Love me under this oak tree.

Why did you leave me?

Why did you forget about me?

Why did you erase our love?

Where did you throw it?

Do you still have it?

I want to see you with our love.

Under this oak tree.


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