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a love story...

yataheyatahe Posts: 168
edited October 2008 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
...There was guy who sang to his true love although he had not met her yet. He dreamed of her since he was just a boy. He waited many years until she would finally be brought into his world. Like a magnet, they were connected. When she finally did wake up and see him; she fell in love with him and reached out to him but could not touch him. ALthough he knew that he felt her now in his heart, he too did not know who or where she was. He kept going on with his life like it was instead of being alone. She could see that and finally let go and pushed him back out of her heart so that she could move on with her own life and be happy. SHe tried to move on and even told herself that maybe she could love someone else. He could feel she was gone. Soon she realized that it was not fair for her to play with any other heart because she could not give another what she already had felt for someone else. SHe could not give all of herself to another when half of her was already with someone else. When she looked back; she heard his plea to "Come Back". It was not easy to let him back in her heart; she was scared. But finally he broke through the stitches once more and they were back where they had started but yet this time; with so many issues resolved-they were in love. They both pray at night to dream of each others face...until the day was perfect; the moon aligned to their dreams and the Universe ready to give their hand in help...for their first embrace.
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  • my piece of claymy piece of clay Posts: 116
    ...She was scared, she loved him so much, and it killed her every day, because the harder she tried and she tried to distance herself from him, there he would be like in a constant reminder, his songs suddenly playing in the random backgrounds of her day, like Christmas time while in line at the grocery store...She would tell herself all the time, to stop it, stop thinking about him! But then she would see his birthday show up on a license plate on the car in front if her! It was no use she felt him so close all the time, she was scared, this these feelings had no rational. For when she had introduced herself shortly after her epiphany... Well she wasn't right with herself yet, she was confused about the meaning of purpose her purpose...She was still trying to rationalize spirituality while fighting addiction.. So he didn't recognize her when she had introduced herself...But love is always there, in becoming through the haze, is her faith in him. Her faith that he will realize her...
  • chadwickchadwick Posts: 21,157
    i like these stories
    for poetry through the ceiling. ISBN: 1 4241 8840 7

    "Hear me, my chiefs!
    I am tired; my heart is
    sick and sad. From where
    the sun stands I will fight
    no more forever."
    Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
  • yellowbirdyellowbird Posts: 184
    nice interpretation
    i only hope it has a nice ending
  • justamjustam Posts: 21,410
    I think these stories about imagined loves are kinda immature though.

    Wouldn't it be better to love the people standing in front of you for real? Imaginary loves may not annoy you, or disappoint you, but they aren't touchable or livable either.

    A real romance is so much better. :)
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  • chadwickchadwick Posts: 21,157
    justam wrote:
    I think these stories about imagined loves are kinda immature though.

    Wouldn't it be better to love the people standing in front of you for real? Imaginary loves may not annoy you, or disappoint you, but they aren't touchable or livable either.

    A real romance is so much better. :)

    things grow justly
    things grow

    they can blossom into more
    and they do every day

    to each their own type a thing
    for poetry through the ceiling. ISBN: 1 4241 8840 7

    "Hear me, my chiefs!
    I am tired; my heart is
    sick and sad. From where
    the sun stands I will fight
    no more forever."
    Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
  • beebalmdancerbeebalmdancer Posts: 72
    yatahe wrote:
    ...There was guy who sang to his true love although he had not met her yet. He dreamed of her since he was just a boy. He waited many years until she would finally be brought into his world. Like a magnet, they were connected. When she finally did wake up and see him; she fell in love with him and reached out to him but could not touch him. ALthough he knew that he felt her now in his heart, he too did not know who or where she was. He kept going on with his life like it was instead of being alone. She could see that and finally let go and pushed him back out of her heart so that she could move on with her own life and be happy. SHe tried to move on and even told herself that maybe she could love someone else. He could feel she was gone. Soon she realized that it was not fair for her to play with any other heart because she could not give another what she already had felt for someone else. SHe could not give all of herself to another when half of her was already with someone else. When she looked back; she heard his plea to "Come Back". It was not easy to let him back in her heart; she was scared. But finally he broke through the stitches once more and they were back where they had started but yet this time; with so many issues resolved-they were in love. They both pray at night to dream of each others face...until the day was perfect; the moon aligned to their dreams and the Universe ready to give their hand in help...for their first embrace.

    feel the need to comment but am left without words.
    Deb/Bee

    myspace.com/DebCharlottesville
  • weedweed Posts: 475
    may I add a story here?
  • weedweed Posts: 475
    Once upon that time, . . . there was a young girl that was always a nervous wreck and didn't get much sleep due to family problems at home. When she did sleep would have vivid dreams of a boy. Most of the time they were in a forest with the tallest trees. He would protect her from wolves and whatever else came their way. He was always nice to her and she liked that very much. Looking at him was like looking in a mirror for her. They were the same only he was a boy. She often wondered if he was real and if he was how was she going to find him. She was sick for a few years and didn't see him at all. When she did start seeing him again he was always standing there staring at her. He looked angry and wouldn't speak at all. She would wake and think to herself "why is he giving me dirty looks?" He wasn't mad or giving her dirty looks, he just happened to be like her. Everyone thought that she looked mad all the time but she wasn't, she just looked that way. Then one night he came to her and told her where she could find him. She knew that it was going to be a long time before she could ever make it there so she
    started telling him where to find her as often as she could. When she was twenty-six she was in a bad car accident. He sat on a rock holding her in his arms telling her not to die and that he needed her later. So he sent her back. After that time she no longer had to talk to him in dreams only. His thoughts would come to her as if it were magic. The only problem was ... at the time ... she thought that those thoughts were her own. Then one day he told her that he was headed her way and she went to meet him. She walked passed him and as she did it was like a magnet was pulling her. Even the hairs on her arms were standing straight up. So she stopped, stood in one place for a while to sort things out. Then a voice in her head said "smile." She answered back with "I don't wanna smile." She was confused and thought that she was talking to herself. She wasn't talking to herself he was talking to her and for the first time she realized this and started freaking out. There he was and he was real. They had planned to leave together but something went wrong and they both were lost. From that moment on, she vowed to be at his side no matter what. Somehow
    he found her home town and started watching her. She could feel him close but didn't realize just how close he was. For nine years he would come and go watching her until one day she 'woke up' and found him. He sat down beside her and suddenly it was like two broken, sparking wires were put back together. Now she is whole and no longer feels like part of her is missing. This true love will remain forever.
  • Sian-of-the-deadSian-of-the-dead Posts: 8,963
    yatahe wrote:
    ...There was guy who sang to his true love although he had not met her yet. He dreamed of her since he was just a boy. He waited many years until she would finally be brought into his world. Like a magnet, they were connected. When she finally did wake up and see him; she fell in love with him and reached out to him but could not touch him. ALthough he knew that he felt her now in his heart, he too did not know who or where she was. He kept going on with his life like it was instead of being alone. She could see that and finally let go and pushed him back out of her heart so that she could move on with her own life and be happy. SHe tried to move on and even told herself that maybe she could love someone else. He could feel she was gone. Soon she realized that it was not fair for her to play with any other heart because she could not give another what she already had felt for someone else. SHe could not give all of herself to another when half of her was already with someone else. When she looked back; she heard his plea to "Come Back". It was not easy to let him back in her heart; she was scared. But finally he broke through the stitches once more and they were back where they had started but yet this time; with so many issues resolved-they were in love. They both pray at night to dream of each others face...until the day was perfect; the moon aligned to their dreams and the Universe ready to give their hand in help...for their first embrace.

    This is wonderful... and very close to my heart.

    Thank you :)
    Been to this many PJ shows: Reading 2006 London 2007 Manchester & London 2009 Dublin, Belfast, London, Nijmegen & Berlin 2010 Manchester 1 & Manchester 2 2012...

    ... and I still think Drive-By Truckers are better.
  • justamjustam Posts: 21,410
    Well, I have to admit, weed's story sounds pretty amazing if it's true. ;):)
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  • weedweed Posts: 475
    of course its true

    I don't tell it very much because the
    reply I usually get is

    "you have mental problems"
  • justamjustam Posts: 21,410
    weed wrote:
    of course its true

    I don't tell it very much because the
    reply I usually get is

    "you have mental problems"

    Well, that's probably because it is an example of "magical thinking". However, if it helps you get through your life, maybe it's okay to believe these kinds of ideas. :)

    I hope your story has a very happy ending. It sounds like you've had a tough life so far.

    :)
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  • yataheyatahe Posts: 168
    ...I am glad you have enjoyed this story.

    I am enjoying reading the stories that have been added on. Thank you.
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  • my piece of claymy piece of clay Posts: 116
    Loved your stories Weed and Yatahe! They are sweetly inspiring...
    Hey I'm lost in magical thinking too, forever a romantic...
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