Alex Valley Mrs. Weber English 11.2 9 January 2012 My Love
I woke up in the morning all drenched in sweat. I thought today might be the day. I found myself thinking about her every waking second and sometimes even dreaming about her beauty. I felt as if I was utterly consumed by her. Her paleness, which I lived for was all around me, yet not here. I would hear about her daily and become sick to my stomach. My friends even thought about her, and we sought after her for months, all loving her more than the next person until she vanished into thin air once more after fulfilling our satisfaction for a brief few months. This year she left before staying for even a week. I knew our relationship would never work, but I was very persistent. I tried my best to do everything with her. She knew I loved her and knew that I tried daily to please her. The more connected I got; the harder it was to say goodbye. My parents despised her presence and sometimes even threw her out of my drive way. This was horrifying to watch from my window. It nearly brought tears every time I saw them throw her abusively to the curb. Loving the pure elegance and beauty of her acquaintance, it was hard to overcome the fact that she would always leave for so long and make fake promises to come back. She really only used everyone around her and caused a lot of pain for people. When my friends would talk about her I would become sick just after hearing her name. It was hard not to fantasize about her, but I knew that I couldn’t do that. It is hard to think of anything that beautiful in a bland state like North Dakota after seeing her so often, I mean she was realistically all anyone here could ever think about. It is just getting hard to cope with her presence, but I can’t fix love. I know that I will always love her; and someday soon she will be here to visit me. I can only wish she will visit soon; my sweet, sweet snow.