Lonely

Chapter7

GIDEON'S POV

I'm sitting on a bench in the park with Mia, as the Autom wind blows her beautiful brown hair. I made sure that she wore worm clothes of course

"It's been two months" she sighs and I turn to look at her "...and I just wanted to say thanks, for staying"

The way she said, it was like something inside her was trying to stop her from saying it. I'm not sure what it is but it sounds painful

"No problem, I actually enjoy hanging out with you" I try to sound genuine with my words. Don't get me wrong I do enjoy being close to her but it's been a lot of work

Last week she woke up to this bad dream and when I tried to comfort her she screamed, she didn't recognize me. I didn't know what to do in that situation, I know that she hallucinate but I didn't quite know how bad it was

"What do you want to do today?" She asks and I don't know what humans like doing, I have been watching her yes but she doesn't go out much so I don't know what she likes

"How about we watch a movie or bake a cake?" I ask and I don't know why I added food to the list since I don't eat but she really loves cake

"Sure that sounds great" she seems to be thinking before she spoke once again "...how about chocolate mint" I nod to her suggestion

We walk back to her house and she seems happy these days...I mean she's smiling more and she laughs more often, I know that I might be the reason but it's nice to see her happy side

She doesn't take sleeping pills often, I don't remember the last time I saw her consume alcohol and she plays the piano often

We take out the ingredients to bake the cake. But we both had a problem...we both don't know how to bake a cake from scratch which was a problem meaning that we had to result to the internet, so you can only imagine how many times we want wrong

But that's fine, we started all over again and this time we followed everything correctly well not everything exactly but the cake ended up pretty good, that's what Mia told me. I told her I don't like mint and she added a lot of it

"Do you want to continue reading the poetry book?" I ask and she nods as we walk back to her room

We have this thing that we would read a poem from the book and add to it, just for fun and we enjoyed it. The way she would laugh when I made no sense

"Who's reading today?" She asks and it was my turn

"Okay this one is called 'you promised' are you ready?" She nods and I smile slightly

"You promised that we would never end
That our love would be forever
Maybe I keep forgetting this isn't Nederland
And that I can't always be your protector"

I sigh as I find it so hard to continue, I've read this poem before but it feels so new, at first I didn't quite understand it but as I grew up I realized what the poet was feeling when writing it and it's painfully true

"You promised that you would stay
But still decided to leave
And guess who had to pay
I have never felt so deceived

You promised to travel with me
But you traveled away instead
I guess I was to blind to see
How you would just pretend

You promised that we would marry
And that we would be happy
That your baby is the one I would carry
Or were you lying just maybe

You promised to grow with me
But I guess you fell out of love I see
I had to pay the fee

You promised till death do us apart
But that never really happened did it
I should have been more alert
It makes me sick to the pit

You promised me that you were mine to keep
Maybe that was a sighn
Of the dead line

You promised me your heart
Before you did you broke mine
And we both fell apart
Like a piece of useless art"

I close the book and look at Mia, she's crying I can see the poem touched her the same way it did me

"Are you ready to add to it?" I ask as I wipe the tears away from her beautiful face and she nods

"You promised that we would dance in the rain
Guess that was all in vain
Gosh it brought so much pain
That it's driving me insane"

I smile as she added to the poem, I know that she has been through a lot and so have I but we find happiness in each other that's slowly over powering all the negatives in our lives

"It's your turn" she reminds and I think for a while before I add trying not to ruin the poem

"But that's all they were promises
All as empty as us
As we celebrate what we thought we had
And forgot what we didn't...which is quite sad"

I end the poem, and I'm happy with it. But I still think she did it better than me at some point. I take the book and put it on her night stand

"You did better this time" I admit and she smiles at me knowing very well that I ment it this time

"I know none of your words rhyme...well except had and sad but all mine did" which is true

"You know Mia poetry doesn't have to rhyme, it has to come from the heart. You have to feel it. You have to cry from it, you have to feel joy from it, you have to find excitement from it" she nods from my explanation showing that she understands

"I know, I love poetry but at some point it brings back memories I don't want to remember which makes it more painful making it even harder to forget"

I hug her, just pull her closer to me and smile slightly as I feel her heart beat against my chest

Mary Watson here
Just to clear things up the poem is my original poem, I didn't steal it anywhere it's mine. And I will be writing more in this book just to show you guys my poetry

Lots of love 🥰