Damn the Hopeless

Damn the Hopeless

A Story by Vertigoingnowhere

The auburn leave cover the ground.

The cold wind blows through the deserted streets as I walk alone.

I sat down in the middle of the abandoned road and buried my face in my memories.

As I closed my tiresome, aching eyes, the past begins to dance behind my lids.

The first thing I see is intertwining branched and the green grass. I see the sun and I imagine its golden warmth.

Then I hear your infectious laugh. I hear myself laughing as well.

I see your smile that can turn the darkest of days, bright.

I see your sky blue eyes that I lose myself in.

Then the branched turn into our hands, fitting together, interlocked like puzzle pieces.

His hand strokes my back as we lay in the grass watching the clouds drift by.

The scene changed to night, the moon was full and the stars were just as breathtaking as they always are.  

I hear the waves crash against the shore, I smell the salty, oceanic breeze fill my lungs.

Then all of a sudden I see only darkness, it’s so loud, a lot of people talking, having pointless conversations about teachers, homework and what some chick said on Facebook.

 I see your gorgeous blue eyes grow dark, the cheery look that would always be on your face had transformed into a somber, melancholy expression as you walk past me.

You turn and look back at me and I feel the knots forming in my stomach. Our smiles were broken and or hearts were heavy.

I could see by the look in your eyes you were holding back the tears just as hard as I was.

I wasn’t strong enough, a tear escaped from my eyes and streamed down my cheek.

My eyes flew open, my face was wet and my hands were shaking.

I could feel the poorly woven stitches coming undone.

The scars were open.

Without thinking I got up and ran.

I ran as fast and as far as I could until I couldn’t breathe.

I fell to the ground and released all the hurt that was held inside me.

 I was desperate for oxygen, I coughed and blood dripped out of my mouth.

I screamed at the top of my lungs until no sound came out, but no one was to hear my sorrow.

I punched the rugged pavement until my hand was numb and bloody.

Every nerve inside me felt as if they had been brutally stabbed.

I could feel myself breaking and slipping away, back into my darkness.

I lie in the street and let everything out.

Then I saw you running toward me, but you were forced to stop.

A wall had been put in between us so that we may never touch again.

We clawed and hit the wall with all we had until our fingers wore away.

We are powerless.

Just two hopeless teenagers trapped in a pathetic, tragic, love story.

© 2012 Vertigoingnowhere


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Very full of emotion, I felt my heart twinge reading this. Amazing write.

Posted 11 Years Ago


Vertigoingnowhere

11 Years Ago

thank you kindly
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this is amazing. i love the details and the storyline. it really reflects on a sad tragic ending to young love.

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Vertigoingnowhere

11 Years Ago

its also a true story
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11 Years Ago

that's sad to hear. hope all ends well for you soon
Vertigoingnowhere

11 Years Ago

thanks
ignore grammar issues

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My name is Hannah. I am 18 years old and a senior in high school. To my wonderment I am survived it. These are my adventurers and devestations as I stand my ground, cuss out society and of course, th.. more..

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