In the desolate garden, a withered oak stands, Branches entangled, like a heart's shattered plans. Roots, once deep, now in turmoil and unrest, A sentinel of passion, emotions unexpressed.
Through seasons of torment, it stands alone, A testimony to emotions, hearts overthrown. Storms have ravaged, life's cruel, endless test, This oak, a mirror of longing, hurt, and unrest.
Its leaves fell in the autumn, in sorrow's embrace, No spring can revive, no tears can efface. A symbol of a connection that will never wane, This oak, a monument to affection's eternal pain.
Through agony and tears, it bears the scars, Inanimate, it grieves beneath the stars. This oak stands as a symbol of hearts' strife, A reflection of a turbulent, tumultuous life.
As I walk nervously down the crowded school hallway, my heart races. Today's the day I'm finally going to confess my feelings to my crush, Alex. I've penned a heartfelt note and carefully slipped it into his locker before class. During lunch, I notice Alex and his friends huddled together, reading something and giggling. Panic sets in as I realize they must have found my note. My face turns beet red as I watch them pass the note around, their laughter growing louder with each passing moment. I can feel everyone's eyes on me as they finally finish reading and look in my direction. My crush, Alex, tries to stifle his laughter but can't. It's the most embarrassing moment of my life, and I wish the ground would swallow me whole.
The water twinkled as the sun hit it in all its glory, as I ventured deeper into the shaded woodland, the gentle murmur of water began to weave its enchanting spell around me. Sunlight, filtered through the dense canopy of leaves, cast shimmering dapples on the forest floor, as if nature itself were painting with light. But it was the captivating voice of the stream that stole the spotlight.
Hidden behind a lush tapestry of ferns and moss-clad stones, the stream unveiled its presence through a soft, melodious trickling, like the whisperings of a guardian spirit. It was a sound of timeless beauty and profound serenity, a testament to the quiet resilience of the natural world.
Drawing nearer, the water's voice became more distinct, each drop a delicate note in a mesmerizing, ageless symphony. These water droplets, born high in the hills, embarked on a journey of a lifetime, their path defined by the ancient stones they caressed. The stream spoke of patience and persistence, of its ceaseless quest to nourish and sustain.
As I stood in silent reverence, the stream's song melded seamlessly with the forest's own chorus. Leaves rustled overhead like the whispers of a thousand storytellers, and a lone bird added its own melody to the timeless composition. It was a symphony of nature, conducted by the elements themselves.
I paused to witness the water's journey, a meandering dance through the woodland. The stream's playful gurgles and soft splashes seemed like joyful exclamations, punctuating the silence with tales of resilience and renewal. It was a living narrative of the forest's heartbeat, an eloquent reminder of nature's enduring rhythms.
With each step, I felt more profoundly connected to the water's presence and its integral role in this enchanted woodland. The stream's voice became my guide, leading me deeper into the heart of the natural world. This was a symphony of water, a testament to its unending vitality, an invitation to immerse oneself in the timeless flow of life.
I lift myself out of the cocoon i’ve made for myself in my bed. I wipe my tear stained face when I see him sleeping on the floor beside me. why is he here? I quickly fly out of my bed down to his side. “Lucas, why are you here?” I whisper just loud enough for it to jolt him out of his slumber. “Hi, Isabel. Your mum told me you were upset so I thought I would come over.” “I thought you had work?” “Told them it was an emergency, which it is. I wanted to see my baby.” I feel warm blush rises into my cheeks. I look at him and see he has the brightest of all smiles on his face. he opens his arms for me to climb in and I do. I hear him let out a deep sigh as if he had been waiting all at to hug me. “I have a surprise for you. I had a conversation with the universe told them you were upset so they granted you a wish.” I perk up as I’ve always had a love for surprises. “Well you know how you have never seen snow but have dreamt of it for as long as i’ve known you. today’s the day.” “but it’s the middle of july?” “Well that didn’t stop the universe. come on let’s get you geared up first.” I look around my room and realise all the curtains are drawn stopping me from seeing the outside world. he comes into the room with two puffer jackets and a hoodie. he hands me the hoodie. it’s his hoodie. his warm smell engulfs me. and then I put on the puffer jacket. I can feel warmth being trapped within the jacket. before I even know it I’m being pulled out of the room and we’re running through the halls of my house. we run down the stairs and straight to the front door. Lucas puts his hand on the door handle but pauses. “prepare to be amazed!” he swings it open showing the white wonderland that I always read about in books. my heart hammers out my chest as I feel glued to the wooden flooring. it’s better than people say it is. it’s like the perfect land. my mind start putting together a story land of an ice princess when I feel something so frosty collide with my face. I hear Lucas erupt into laughter. I sprint towards him nearly falling multiple times. I pick up the snow, cold pinching my fingertips, and dart at him it hitting him bang on in the forehead. we continue to throw snowballs at each other till I collapse onto the snow, my arms and legs spread. I begin to move them and I feel Lucas plop down beside me. we just lay there. This is the best day ever
I lay still on the ground my eyes shut tightly. the image slowly washes over me. a car was going at 50 mph in a school zone area and as I tried to cross the road it skims my side startling me and causing me to fall. I feel my chest heaving up and down. “are you okay?” I hear a deep sincere voice call out. I open my eyes slightly to see a tall dark skinned man hovering above me. as the blur in my vision clears I realise who it is. it’s my crush from school. why is he here?? did he just see me fall over?? I open my mouth no words combing out my mouth. after seconds of silence I say the first thingg go that I can muster. “hi, can I help you?” I cringe as soon as my mind registers what I just said. “no not really, but I saw that car nearly hit you. are you alright?” he ask his voice deep and husky I jump up and dust myself of. “yep i’m a-okay, how about you, you good that’s nice I have to go now.” I ramble. I quickly turn, seeing a glimpse of his confused face, and speed walk back in the direction that I came from.
charlottes pov my heart thumps against my chest. I look at what has surrounded me for the last 17 years and now it’s blurred. my head begins to throb. I wince in pain. I let out a deep sigh for the last time. I feel my my fingers clasp around the small but life threatening knife. I press it to my stomach just above my belly button. am I really about to do this. jacob is all that comes to my mind. I love him. I have loved him. and I will love him till the darkness envelops me. the memory replays. he tells me to sit down he says that somethings been on his mind he says that he has found someone new he says that he wants to break up pain soars through my body as I feel the knife tear through my skin. Goodbye, Jacob.
Jacob’s pov I walk into the house, my arms full with a bouquet of roses and a basket full with gifts. I can’t wait to give these to charlotte and tell her it was all a prank. as I inch towards the kitchen I see red liquid spiralling into the hallways like a river fear overlaps my body. I drop everything in my hand and turn into the kitchen the thick liquid splashing beneath my shoes. there she lay lifeless, a knife sticking out of her. “Charlotte!!” I cried. I knew it was too late. I let my thin layers soak up her blood as I lie nearly has still her. my sobs echoes throughout the house.
“charlie, I’m sorry” I say, my heart thump in rapidly against my chest. “sorry for what?” he ask, his voice laced in sincerity. “i’ve… i’ve fallen in love.” “FINALLY, only took 16 years.” his laugh booms through the street causing people passing by to stop and turn. “who is it? let me guess. jamie the football captain. wait no I bet it’s oscar the gee-” “it’s you.” I hear his breathing come to a halt. he looks stunned. he faces the houses opposite the bench we’re sitting on. “What?” “I said i’m i’m in l-” “No. I heard what you said.” he unfolds his lengthy figure as he stands up. he starts laughing. louder than i’ve ever seen him before. “your joking right, oh your so funny.” “i’m not.” ”don’t mess with me, sky.” ”i’m not” ”how? you know i just got back with julia and now you decide to tell me.“ “i’m sorry I co-” “I need to go.” tears welled in my eyes as I watched him scurry down the street. as I watch I feel it. I hear it. my heart cracking. each crack louder than the last.
