Daisy Chance For Ginger

Prolouge

You turning your back on the sun hoping that within the darkness love lies.

"You've given another scars to heal your own," I whispered to the night surrounding us. I know he heard, he always heard me, even when it was my heart or soul screaming. He heard.

He stood there, saying nothing. Just staring at me with the eyes I've fallen inlive with. The one's that stared right into my soul. The one that not only sees, but heard too. With Ears to See and Eyes to hear. He'd always been this way, unresponsive but never to me. He was always someone else, depending on the crowd.

We at the lake, Blue crescent lake, the one across town. I'd fallen inlove with it the first time I saw it. Thinking back to the 9th of June, the only reason I saw it was because of him. He has been the reason for my everything and maybe that was bad. It became my sanctuary.

Taking a step forward, the cold strangled me even more than before. It's 11:45 pm, yet here we are. At Blue crescent lake. Aaron always loved doing things during night time, I knew this because he'd always want to meet up at 11:45, strictly.

Such a shame. I was selfish and I really couldn't help it. That's the thing with us, we always took and took. We made ourselves full, full so full that even if they took we'd still be full and filled. It's different with him and I. We empty. Only because of the other

I stepped forward once again, hoping he'd move.

"Can you meet me halfway, right at the border line is where I'm gonna wait, for you." I sang gingerly to him and only him. He never moved and soon enough I reached him.

When I did, he stood still just staring at me and I understood. Stretching my hand forward, I let my fingertips touch and trace his nose, cheeks, his eyes and finally his lips. I turned to leave but before I did, I traded my chapped lips. He understood. This was goodbye.

"I hope you realize that being different isn't a crime." I turned, I left. A part of me still stayed behind but the rest of me moved along.

He still has a chamber in my heart reserves for only him.

His still a simple thought in my chaos driven mind.

My eyes still shine for him with stars of memories created by us.

And my smile, my smile still stretches at the thought of him 

Sometimes the tragedies made the best love stories. This was one of those times. This is our story. Daisy Chance For Ginger...

                                       .The End.