No. I failed.
And I failed.
And again I failed.
A third time I tried.
A third time I failed.
I’ll try again once more.
Will I fail once more?
Whats up with all these blurry bigfoot photos?
I’m starting to think it isnt the photographers fault.
Bigfoot is just simply blurry!
There ain’t nothing wrong with the cameras.
Bigfoot is a huge out-of-focus monster roaming the country side.
He looked into her deep brown eyes. A stare he couldn’t pull away from.
He was entranced by what he saw in the pair of dark gems that stared back.
If he was lost in her stare, he didn’t know it. Even if he did, he’d want to stay lost.
She smiled back at him and he couldn’t help but smile back.
It was an amazing day. A day he would remember for many years to come.
He cherished every moment with her that day.
In the distance, you could hear the sound of a car beeping.
Her ride had come to pick her up. Too soon in his opinion.
His once confused feeling were now very clear. He had denied it all this time, but
he knew he was inlove with this girl. She was, after all, quite amazing.
The girl moved closer to him and tip toed to kiss the young, but tall, man on the cheek goodbye.
Promising him they’d spend some more time with each other in the future.
Then darted off in the direction of the car
Smiling, he watched the car drive off until it took a turn at a corner and was no longer visible. He looked forward to the day he’d see her again.
He never would have guessed it was goodbye.
I wish this was possible.
But then again, I’d forget what I learned from those memories and make the same mistake again.
Do hearts ever move on?
Perhaps. Maybe we learn to forget.
But why can’t I?
I always look back, only to regret.
If my heart’s an anchor, you’re the sea bed.
I try to move on, but you’re still stuck in my head.
If I had an ounce of courage.
For maybe 10 seconds, I’d be brave.
I could’ve said what needed be said.
I probably could’ve been saved.
A chance comes.
I only watched.
Now I’m too late.
I can only regret.
And accept this fate.