Happy im not sad!

Years had past. I thought i saw her walk by me in the street. It had gotten quite lonely, all that was left was memories and my thoughts. But seeing her in the street only to take a second glance and realise, She was gone forever. Everything I wanted and everything I was going to have had been taken away from me. Sleepless nights were the worst. In a dark room. With no lights. With no life. What could have been, flickers through my mind.

Slowly I fall asleep. The sun is warm on my face and something soft touches my lips.  She hugs me and holds me close. She's whispering to me that she loves me. She looks so beautiful. Her long flowing hair, graceful as the afternoon sun rays compliment the smooth contours of her body. As I look at her face, there is nothing to see. My memory blurs. She starts to fade. Im losing her. She stands up and walks away slowly. As she gets to the bedroom door she turns around and smiles. She says something to me. "everything will be okay". Beyond the doorway is a child's laughter. As she disappears into the darkness, her fading voice wishers that our son is okay.

Awake. My tired eyes glance at the grey wall of my room. Reality is harsh. The loneliness burns the inside of my chest. The weight on my shoulders is crushing me. Yet not a tear comes out. I look into the mirror and all i see are those sad grey eyes.

I spend most of my day trying to remember what her kiss felt like. I look at my dry and wrinkled hands and do my best to imagine  her holding them. And as the day goes on I slowly lose touch with everyone around me. What do I say when they tell me to move on? Will everything really be okay? I had everything and now I have nothing. I died when they left me.

Several more years have passed. I stare out into the distance of the rolling green hills as it seemingly disappears into the warm blue skies of the never ending reaches. I imagine that she is out there waiting for me. There is a lonely  old man staring at me in the reflection of my bedroom window. He's waiting for his time to end. He lived his life for his love. And since then, his life was lost to live.

That old man lay down on his bed. He closed his eyes one last time and dreamt  his final dream. He walked toward the doorway. She was calling him on the other side, and as he stepped into the darkness there was nothing but light. Those soft hands touched his. He didn't have to try remember anymore. Her face was clear and as wonderful as the day he first laid eyes on her. "I love you and always have" she whispered to him softly. Followed by that long awaited kiss and Together they walked into the far reaches, off into infinity. A tear finally fell down his face but not of sadness. He found his happiness once again. He was free

In the month of January 1975, Christian Laury lost his wife Linda Laury and thier due baby during birth. There are 400 meternal deaths per 100,000 live births in the world......

Christian lived to the age of 87. He was only 25 when he lost Linda......

By Chad.C

"Some people drift through their entire life. They do it one day at a time, one week at a time, one month at a time. It happens so gradually they are unaware of how their lives are slipping away until it's too late"

Hhaha how depressing was that. I was listening to the theme song to inception and suddenly felt inspired to write something sad. Just wanted to see how well i could write a short story LOL!

On a completely non-depressing note here are some happy snaps iv taken with hipstamatic :)

 Cutie - I finally took "a nice pic of her"....they are all nice if u ask me.

 Sushi - With Denz and Mum

 Grumpy Hobo - I like this photo :D!

I dont want to waste time feeling bad about certain trivial problems. So I look at all the things that make me happy. And now I find myself being a lot more happier.

Chad.