Thursday, February 2, 2012

Hug Me One Last time

girl and guy were speeding over 100 mph on a motorcycle

Girl: Slow down. I am scared.
Guy: No this is fun
Girl: No its not.
Please, its to scary!
Guy: Then tell me you love me.
Girl: Fine, I love you. Slow down!
Guy: Now give me a BIG hug.
(Girl hugs him)
Guy: Can u take my helmet off and put it on? Its bugging me.

In the paper the next day: A motorcycle had crashed into a building because of break failure. Two people were on the motorcycle, but only one survived.
The truth was that halfway down the road, the guy realized that his breaks broke,
but he didn't want to let the girl know. Instead, he had her say she loved him,
felt her hug one last time, then had her wear his helmet so she would live even
though it meant he would die.

Perhaps we fell into ruins, letting our thoughts get the best of us. I thought of Her yesterday, and many yesterdays. What happened to us? I questioned that a lot. Where did our love go? Our unity? I feel this guilt expressing myself towards you. I know what I feel, but my explanation covers the truth. Some say Am I mad, but i say them i am Luckyless, for holding on something that can be easily broken? My senses of emotions are damaged. I don’t know how to make sense of all of this. I’m lost with no direction, map, or light.


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