Cold December Wind. By, Shae Kamerer.

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Romance  |  House: Booksie Classic
The cold December wind blows, and my heart goes with it. The love I had for you freezes into the icy cold water. My heart no longer aches or yearns for you. However our memories remain. I no longer dance with you but I still dance. Not to our music but to my music as my heart lives on. Our memories no longer sadden me. I lived, loved, learned and, yearned. Now I say bless me, love me, hold me, and don't let me go. Once you lose me I well never return. You have not learned, you do not love nor do you yearn, love nor bless me....

Submitted: March 03, 2015

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~Cold December Wind. By, Shae Kamerer.

~The cold December wind blows, and my heart goes with it. The love I had for you freezes into the icy cold water. My heart no longer aches or yearns for you. However our memories remain. I no longer dance with you but I still dance. Not to our music but to my music as my heart lives on. Our memories no longer sadden me. I lived, loved, learned and, yearned. Now I say bless me, love me, hold me, and don't let me go. Once you lose me I well never return. You have not learned, you do not love nor do you yearn, love nor bless me. That's okay my former love for I forgive you. I walk on, live on, dance on and, love on. More importantly in this cold December wind all the love I had for you blows out of me. Our memories still live on. I remember You ask me do I look okay? Am I ugly? I answer ugly does not exist. Beauty is in the eye of the beholder. People put you down and say hurtful things. They don't know you love, all they see is your surface, but I see more. I see the kind of beauty that is inside. Inside is way more important, because at the end of the day your inner beauty is what matters. So don't change your self for others. Remain who you are, and don't lose yourself. I love you for you. It still hurts to remence espicially in the cold December wind. The snow blows away the footprints of the past yet the past still remains. These Chrystal scars of mine are filled with salt each time I bleed the more it burns. My hope slowly dies my dreams fade into the blackness. I yearn for love. Each breath I take I hurt. I simply fade and my soul aches. These Chrystal scars of mine are covered with salt each time I breath I fade away. So you knowing this are you going to hurt me too? Or well you be better than the last? Do you remember mt speaking those words to you? The day you first promised never to hurt me. Yet you tore me to pieces! Do you remember us staring up at the Stars? Diamonds in the sky, rulers of fire burning up high. So bright, so beautiful and, so amazing. The rulers of the sky is a gift from the Lord, they let us know we are not alone. They glow so bright, the stories they can tell are legends. They're fireflies in the sky, songs for all time. Stars are here until it's time to die and, come back a new. Stronger, bolder and, brighter. They have stories to tell, just one star can tell a billion stories. Can you begin to emagine what stories they can tell? You always made my heart skip a beat even now. The cold December wind still blows and my heart goes with it. I see my breath as I blow it out of my buring lungs. The air is so crisp and cold each breath feels more harsh then the last.

 


When a flower blooms it's so fragile that one wrong move can kill it. A heart is the same way. If you move, speak or even do the slightest thing wrong. You can destroy a perfectly good heart. So when we love sometimes we forget to walk on the egg shells. Does your heart ever hurt when the wind blows? Does your heart ever yearn for someone even though they hurt you? How can someone truly fly when their in love? How can anyone love with fear and caution? Giving the key to your heart is easier said then done. When you're in love you can fly by the power you feel inside. But is it worth the pain that comes after? The flower we all hold in side lives and dies every time you love. It's so hard to know who is the true one for you. So how do you know when something like love is worth keeping? Love makes you feel special and important. Yet it can destroy you and burn you. Is love worth the risk? The answer is yes. What's life without love? The answer it's no life at all. Even though you get burned. The winter snow reminds me of this. I pray for a better world, I pray for my family and friends. I pray for all things bad to disappear, I pray for love, hope, dreams, and light. I pray for everything and everyone to be more then okay, I pray for them to be blessed and for everything to be wonderful. More importantly I pray even when I hurt, even when I get jaded. The cold December winds blows and takes my heart with it. When life gets hard. Why stop? That's when you know you have gotten stronger. That's when you are strong enough to break through anything. That's when you know you can move on from a broken heart. I sure like when the stars sing, the moon glows, my heart burns for the love of my family. I sure love when the sun burns with passion, the clouds float, and the sky shines like water running through the ground. It makes life worth wild. Even with a false love I can still move on. It takes awhile but that's okay because this cold December wind makes it worth wild.


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