Your ghost - A memory

Na ihr:)
Mal wieder ein kleines poem, viel spaß! <3
lg Vany

Your ghost – A memory

by Vanessa Haupt

I felt this warm breeze and a gently sense of roses in the air. He is here.

I turned around – looking into his dark, deep brown eyes. He smiled.

I looked down at the roses in his hands and I had to smile too.

He moved his face near to mine and kissed my head.

- Cold,empty -

The words to describe that touch.

I shook my head and closed my eyes. “It is all just a memory, he is … gone.”

My hands were shaking. I opened my Eyes – finding myself at the cemetery.

I look down. There he lays.

Waiting for the time to end.

“I love you.” his voice was still in my mind. I fell on the ground looking at the candles and flowers next to his picture.

“I love you – no matter what happens...for ever” tears were streaming down my face and I tried to stop them but I can't.

“Why did you have to leave?” I whispered.

“I'm not gone my love.”

Did he just answered?! I opened my eyes – seeing...him.

“You..”I wasn't able to say just another word.

“I'll be waiting for you.”

He moved onto me, and kissed my cheek, while floating through me...and disappear.

Yes – I will be there someday.

And I can't wait for it.

~Love through dead and life~

Realize

Hallo ihr :)
Ich habe mich mal an etwas heran getraut, und ich hoffe ihr mögt es. (Aus irgendeinem Grund habe ich es in englisch geschrieben, aber jeder müsste es eigentlich verstehen. :) )
Viel spaß, (Kommentare sind erwünscht!)
lg vany <3

~Realize~

I watched tough the window of my room, while raindrops were streaming down the glass.

A lonely candle was shining next to me.

It felt like the walls wanted to move and come closer and closer to me...

Only that little light next to me was giving me hope.

Then I hear this voice. It was calm, just a whisper. “Why are you watching out of the window?”

“I am waiting.” I replied.

“For what are you waiting?”

“For my dad, he will pick me up and take me back home. I know he will come..”

I was wondering who I actually talked to..

“My dear, he won't come..” the angelic voice quietly said and I felt how the tears started streaming down my cheek.

“Why?” I whispered but I knew the voice heard it.

-Silence -

The candle, my hope, it burned out and darkness filled the room.

I started shaking, it was cold in here.

“Because you are dead...”

~by Vanessa Haupt – Realize~