Baby Blue

Baby Blue

My heart smiles when his name is mentioned. My eyes glow when I see him. Everyone calls us the midget couple because we both lack the height gene. His short, dirty blonde hair reflects the light of his enormous blue eyes; oh his eyes. Every time I gaze into them, I feel as if I am being engulfed into the blue sea. When he peers up and stares blankly into my fatigued eyes, he reassures me that he is not ready to walk away with his stumpy, little legs just yet. As he walks down the hall with a stride of full confidence of a varsity wrestler, he giggles from the discussion of yesterday. His laugh, deep but quick, always brings a smile to my face. Pint size but strong, tough but sweet, he encloses his long, abrasive fingers with mine and then gently presses his soft lips against mine. The feel of his soft lips are stained onto mine. The tone of his scratchy but calming voice leaves me in a daze. Dom; my best friend, he is the one that drives me crazy. From his silly laugh, to him blabbering about wrestling with Mikey and Jason, he doesn’t have a care in the world.  He is passionate about wrestling and works hard for his accomplishments. Dom is always up for a challenge, and would never take the easy way out. He ignores what people say, and doesn’t care what people think and I truly admire him for that, but the one thing he never fails at is to make me feel like I’m the only girl in the world.

A Summer Dream

The intensity of the sun beats down and tans my skin. The swift ocean breeze brushes across my shoulders and flows through my wild hair. The refreshing water sweeps my feet as I stand at the edge of the beach. Immense waves curl over ad crash on shore. Standing with pride, my dark skin and light-colored bathing suit glistens in the illuminating sun. Soft sand rests playfully in the crevices of my toes. The salt entangled in my hair and the sand glued to my body reminds me that it is summer time. As the summer sun of pinks and oranges begins to fade away, the craziness of night time sets in.

            The boardwalk is lit up in all different colored lights and all different kinds of people. Loud music blasts as my friends and I enter the ride area. Laughter takes control of us the rest of the night. From going into the funhouses, to riding on the swings, music, and laughing until we cry, the time of our lives is let loose out of our bodies. Care free and young loving, we make the best out of our night. The warm night’s of summer makes me wish it never had to end. Meeting new people, laughing until you just can’t breathe, hot days, revitalizing waters, ice cream, and late nights, is the ultimate description of a beautiful summer dream. The thrill of the rides brings butterflies into our stomachs and smiles onto our sun-burnt faces. “Best night ever!” is the image that will never escape our minds.

Last Time

 Someone asked me if I knew you today. A million memories flashed through my mind but all I could say was, “Not anymore.” I remember the unforgettable memories and the laughter that never stopped, the smiles that never dropped, and our hearts that never unlocked. Best friends forever, you held my heart as it was falling apart. You placed it back together, you made things better. The sway of your dark, brown hair and the way your chocolate eyes twinkled as you smiled, I fell for you like a puppy dog begging for his treat. All I thought of was what used to be, but then I awoke out of my fantasy to realize that I must stop looking back into the past because nothing has changed. That's why the future was created; the old for the new and everything rearranged. But that was then and this is now.

I was weak. I fell back into your strong, embracing arms that never actually caught me. A soft kiss by your smooth, intense lips was planted on my scarred forehead to reassure me that everything would be okay. "I love you." You had one extremely ironic talent and that was lying because I believed every word to ever fall out of your wild mouth. How was I supposed to know? You were my first love, I was young, and I’d grown to trust you, but you taught me that promises can’t be kept; they were made to be broken. All the heart-wrenching fights, the sleepless nights, things for us were never right. As the tears kept falling from my tired eyes, I learned you were nothing but a waste of my time; time that I can never bring back. Your size 10 foot stomped on my heart as if it were a doormat. That led me to my decision that I needed to get away to feel again. “I’m sorry,” but that was an understatement of what I needed to hear. My tiny ears were ringing from the lines of lies you portrayed. Now I do not want to hear anything from you because reality hit me in the face and I’ve grasped the fact that everything you said was a lie. I got tired of running in circles from the hurtful games you played. You’re the player and now I’m the coach. I live my own life to lead my own paths. The greatest pleasure in life is to walk away from a situation that you never thought you could walk away from. Well, this is me, sucking up my pride. My final wave, this is good-bye.