There is a river
That breaks into two streams
With one patch of land in between
In times of chaos…
This is where I find myself,
On that useless patch of land
On one side of the river
I see her.
Dirty blonde hair, almost brown
Pulled back to show her cute, freckled features.
Large, round, grey-blue eyes look up at me
Miserable.
Her eyes look completely miserable.
She slumps onto the ground and hides her face.
I see no tears, but I know they’re there.
On the other side of the rive
I see him
Fiery red hair is
Perfectly styled on the tall, thin, pale boy.
Piercing, crystal-blue eyes look down at me
Resentment.
I see resentment on his face.
As he stands tall on his ground
I’m amazed I’m not intimidated.
The ground I stand on is barren,
Dead and getting deader by the second.
I can’t stay here much longer
But where to go?
The choice should be obvious…but it’s just so hard
I know I should just go
Go and help the girl.
She needs me.
But if I go to her
I know everything with him is lost.
I know and trust this boy
And by leaving to her aid
I may be betraying him.
But if I go to him, I’m abandoning her.
So which is worse
To abandon…or betray?
 Alatria · Wed Jun 06, 2007 @ 01:25am · 0 Comments |
