Bounding the dunes without a care in the world
Under the glittering stars high above
Giving a middle finger to the rest of the jealous, stressful world
Going to do this forever and nothing was going to stop me
Yet that’s when the car’s computer crashed and left me stranded on the God-forsaken beach all alone
Did she think she could just dress me any way she wants to?
Of course I have an opinion. It’s my body!
Leave me alone and let me live my life the best I can
Look, if you can’t handle that I will go all Chucky on you!
Fiddling with her coffee mug, she looked out the window with dead eyes
Ugly vibes hung in the air on words that shouldn’t have been said
Everyone, even him, had to understand life’s fundamental truth
Leave her alone until she tanked up on at least one mug full
The fact that she flirted so hard but kept him away was so attractive
And at the same time was so frustrating in so many ways
Rachel just needed to get over herself and give in
That and he needed to get his sister to leave the two of them alone
The bitter taste Rachel had in her mouth made her lips pucker
As he made an ass of himself yet again
Really she knew she couldn’t stand to be around the idiot, but she had to put up with him
The fact that his sister was so hot made it worth putting up with the frustration…
Canyons of concrete, glass, and steel define the urban landscape
Intense neon and fluorescent lights paint the scene in bright brash colors
That pulse with the heartbeat of the millions who live there
Yet she sat on the roof in the middle of it all, as alone as the moon that traveled overhead
Cold hands touched his back
He couldn’t help himself. He flinched.
It broke the moment, and after an awkward pause she left
Leaving him alone with only half his plans for the night
Luckily Netflix wasn’t as judgey
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Coloring her face to hide the emotions inside
Leaving a smile prominently painted in place
Outside she was the embodiment of extroverted entertainment
When the party was over she would sit alone in her car and cry
No one knew that the joke was on them
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How was he supposed to know how she felt?
It was like he had to be a master detective.
Now they were alone, but he still wasn’t sure if she liked him
That was when she gave him a quick kiss
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Above the clouds was usually a peaceful place
Maybe it was because everyone was plugged into their own world
All the passengers had headphones on or their nose in a book
Zoey smiled at being so close to so many and yet so alone
Eleven hours more to go of this before she had to interact again
Determined to enjoy every moment of this Zen
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Being all alone was hard on Mary
Losing Rachel at such a young age left a scar
Even after four years, Mary would return weekly to the grave site
Sharing her thoughts and dreams, troubles and victories
So much of her life was under that dirt
Everything just seemed so much harder
Daily though she thanked God for the chance to keep Rachel alive in her heart
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We Survived and Arrived - Now as Warriors We Thrive
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