ENGL200 Week 11
A little bit of writing by me....
I’ve never listened to silence so carefully before. But then again I’d never fully comprehended what this would mean.
I sat staring out my window, watching the world rushing by me. I felt a warm hand on mine. I wanted it there, but still shook it off.
The silence continues. There was so much I wanted to say, but I had no voice. I hid behind this wall I’d built…safe, but not safe enough.
Finally my legs began to move. Slowly…but moving none the less. I was scared where they would take me. This warm hand again found mine, this time I let it stay.
The further we walked, hand in hand, the quicker the silence cleared. The louder the world became, the more I felt I wanted to say.
The time is drawing near and that warm hand became a body. It broke down my wall…broke my heart.
I spilled my emotions, my soul - my all. Clinging tightly, not wanting to let go. I watched this face begin to disappear.
I stood… frozen.
Watching him walk away.
I yelled!
I yelled?
I’d found my voice.
“Wait!
Stop!
Don’t…don’t go!
Please… don’t go!
I… I… I love you…”
I stood… alone.
I’d found my voice, but was it too late?
Becky
I’ve never listened to silence so carefully before. But then again I’d never fully comprehended what this would mean.
I sat staring out my window, watching the world rushing by me. I felt a warm hand on mine. I wanted it there, but still shook it off.
The silence continues. There was so much I wanted to say, but I had no voice. I hid behind this wall I’d built…safe, but not safe enough.
Finally my legs began to move. Slowly…but moving none the less. I was scared where they would take me. This warm hand again found mine, this time I let it stay.
The further we walked, hand in hand, the quicker the silence cleared. The louder the world became, the more I felt I wanted to say.
The time is drawing near and that warm hand became a body. It broke down my wall…broke my heart.
I spilled my emotions, my soul - my all. Clinging tightly, not wanting to let go. I watched this face begin to disappear.
I stood… frozen.
Watching him walk away.
I yelled!
I yelled?
I’d found my voice.
“Wait!
Stop!
Don’t…don’t go!
Please… don’t go!
I… I… I love you…”
I stood… alone.
I’d found my voice, but was it too late?
Becky