squillyfer
11-11-2005, 22:38
*Chrissie's goodbye to jake*
Time for Goodbye
You don't know me
Like you knew me
You stopped listening
The moment that I needed you the most
She put the pen to the roung scrap of paper, her hand shaking, her eyes watering, her soul aching with the events of the last few weeks. It was all wrong, it wasnt supposed to be like this but it wasnt just the last few weeks, it was her whole life. It wasnt her fault, thats what the voice of reason whispered. She was a good person, the world had truned her bad.
Tears stained the paper and she trembled from head to foot. It was over for her but he had to know, he had to.
Dear jake,
You have no idea how hard this is for me. I have spent so much time thinking of how to do this but time has run out and so this will have to do...
You can't seem me
Like you saw me
Truth comes easy
But it's hard for you to pull me from the ground
So I scream, scream cause it hurts
Your every word
Cuts me inside and leaves me worse
...Falling in love with you was like being reborn in a blaze fireworks and bright lights. Being with you made me happy beyond words. Imagining a future with you was the dream that woke me every morning but leaving you is like dying...
There's no way back
And what if there was
You'd still be you and
I'd still need to say goodbye
...I need you to know that loving you was the best thing I've ever done. Ive been married twice but I think I'd have suffocated in happiness to have been your wife. When I think of the short time we;ve spent together and the mixture of emotions i've felt within that time, it makes me think that my whole life before you was just a rehersal and you were the show...
Maybe you don't
Love me
Like I love you baby
Cause the broken in you doesn't make me run
There is beauty
In the dark side
I'm not frightened
...but its over. The curtains come down and there wont be an oncore. I'm tired of acting and I'm tired of life. We cant be together now and I know its my fault. My actions caused you to be dragged in I only hope that you can forget me because i want you to be happy, I really do. The thought of you with anyone else tears my heart to shreds but its what you deserve and its what I implore you to do...
Without it I could never felt the sun
Nothing will ever change no matter what you say
I'm still gonna be the same
The harder we try, the harder that we fight, can't get it right
...So this is it, Jake my final goodbye. I wont have you visit me or dwell on my memory, you deserve so much more that I know I can no longer offer you. I cant see you anymore. I wont see you again. I beg you not to hate me although i know that it is what I deserve and know that I love you. I'll never stop loving you. I wish you a good life Jake and thank you for the small splinter of joy that you instilled in me. This is it Jake, my lover...my friend.
With all my love
Chrissie, goodbye
She licked the yellow envelope and slid the letter in her tears falling without recognition now. It was over and he could be happy. It was over, he was gone. It was over. It was over.
In one swift action it was all over. No more heartache, no more sorrow and no more tears.
^^^^^^^
Jake was shaken from his stuper by the rattle of the letterbox and walked to the door. On the mat sat two envelopes. A white one with a prison stamp on it and a yellow one with the address written in shaky yet neat handwriting.
Jake opened the white one and placed the other on the table. He tore open the top and extracted the letter reading it slowly,
Dear Mr Moon,
We are obliged to inform you that on the 20th of November during a ruitine cell check Mrs Christine Watts was found dead in her cell after commiting suicide in the early hours of the morning. We offer our condolences and inform you that a memorial service will be held on the 2nd of December before her body is released to her relatives. We are sorry for your loss.
Henry Rochfield
Prison warden
Jake let the letter slip from his finger. In a fit of inconsolable grief her fell to the floor and swept a clutter of papers from the table before leaning on it and weeping heavily.
The yellow envelope fluttered to the floor. It swept gracefully under the sofa and into the dusty darkness.
The yellow envelope. A testement of a womans internal grief. Chrissies final goodbye, swept away into the darkness, never to be read by the person to whom it meant the most.
^^^^^^^
He cried all the way through the service. It was a poor turnout and at the end he was left alone at her grave side. He threw the rose onto the rough patch of earth.
Jake: You were the only person I ever loved and I dotn know what I'll do without you.
He burst into yet more tears
Jake: You never even said goodbye...
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Time for Goodbye
You don't know me
Like you knew me
You stopped listening
The moment that I needed you the most
She put the pen to the roung scrap of paper, her hand shaking, her eyes watering, her soul aching with the events of the last few weeks. It was all wrong, it wasnt supposed to be like this but it wasnt just the last few weeks, it was her whole life. It wasnt her fault, thats what the voice of reason whispered. She was a good person, the world had truned her bad.
Tears stained the paper and she trembled from head to foot. It was over for her but he had to know, he had to.
Dear jake,
You have no idea how hard this is for me. I have spent so much time thinking of how to do this but time has run out and so this will have to do...
You can't seem me
Like you saw me
Truth comes easy
But it's hard for you to pull me from the ground
So I scream, scream cause it hurts
Your every word
Cuts me inside and leaves me worse
...Falling in love with you was like being reborn in a blaze fireworks and bright lights. Being with you made me happy beyond words. Imagining a future with you was the dream that woke me every morning but leaving you is like dying...
There's no way back
And what if there was
You'd still be you and
I'd still need to say goodbye
...I need you to know that loving you was the best thing I've ever done. Ive been married twice but I think I'd have suffocated in happiness to have been your wife. When I think of the short time we;ve spent together and the mixture of emotions i've felt within that time, it makes me think that my whole life before you was just a rehersal and you were the show...
Maybe you don't
Love me
Like I love you baby
Cause the broken in you doesn't make me run
There is beauty
In the dark side
I'm not frightened
...but its over. The curtains come down and there wont be an oncore. I'm tired of acting and I'm tired of life. We cant be together now and I know its my fault. My actions caused you to be dragged in I only hope that you can forget me because i want you to be happy, I really do. The thought of you with anyone else tears my heart to shreds but its what you deserve and its what I implore you to do...
Without it I could never felt the sun
Nothing will ever change no matter what you say
I'm still gonna be the same
The harder we try, the harder that we fight, can't get it right
...So this is it, Jake my final goodbye. I wont have you visit me or dwell on my memory, you deserve so much more that I know I can no longer offer you. I cant see you anymore. I wont see you again. I beg you not to hate me although i know that it is what I deserve and know that I love you. I'll never stop loving you. I wish you a good life Jake and thank you for the small splinter of joy that you instilled in me. This is it Jake, my lover...my friend.
With all my love
Chrissie, goodbye
She licked the yellow envelope and slid the letter in her tears falling without recognition now. It was over and he could be happy. It was over, he was gone. It was over. It was over.
In one swift action it was all over. No more heartache, no more sorrow and no more tears.
^^^^^^^
Jake was shaken from his stuper by the rattle of the letterbox and walked to the door. On the mat sat two envelopes. A white one with a prison stamp on it and a yellow one with the address written in shaky yet neat handwriting.
Jake opened the white one and placed the other on the table. He tore open the top and extracted the letter reading it slowly,
Dear Mr Moon,
We are obliged to inform you that on the 20th of November during a ruitine cell check Mrs Christine Watts was found dead in her cell after commiting suicide in the early hours of the morning. We offer our condolences and inform you that a memorial service will be held on the 2nd of December before her body is released to her relatives. We are sorry for your loss.
Henry Rochfield
Prison warden
Jake let the letter slip from his finger. In a fit of inconsolable grief her fell to the floor and swept a clutter of papers from the table before leaning on it and weeping heavily.
The yellow envelope fluttered to the floor. It swept gracefully under the sofa and into the dusty darkness.
The yellow envelope. A testement of a womans internal grief. Chrissies final goodbye, swept away into the darkness, never to be read by the person to whom it meant the most.
^^^^^^^
He cried all the way through the service. It was a poor turnout and at the end he was left alone at her grave side. He threw the rose onto the rough patch of earth.
Jake: You were the only person I ever loved and I dotn know what I'll do without you.
He burst into yet more tears
Jake: You never even said goodbye...
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