Angel of White (683 hits)
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Submitted by DS<Jeriko2k3.at.yahoo.com> (View user info) at 2004-05-18 06:45:46 EDT
It was a cool spring afternoon when I met you. I still remember what you wore. Of course it's easy enough to remember, it was all white. White shorts, white shirt, and a white hat with yellow trim. You looked like an angel. I of course was watching a movie at the girlfriend's house and didn't know I was looking at my future wife. The one I would come to love, admire, desire, and ultimately despise.
We started dating the next fall, it's funny I still remember tripping on that stupid curb while I worked up the courage to talk with you. I tried to play it off like nothing had happened; you didn't believe it for a second. Life was good, life was easier. I had my first real date in high school, and soon my first love. We went to a movie on the 13th of Sept., the movie wasn't special but we were together and that's all that mattered. We went to a local park afterwards, and talked for hours. Taking those first gentle steps of romance. You asked me if you could hold my hand as we left, I never felt taller in my entire life. We came to that park many times as we got to know each other, we kissed our first kiss on that bench behind the trees. I've never kissed an angel before and probably never will again. I knew from that kiss that you were going to be my wife.
We gave ourselves to each other that following summer, and I broke your heart. I cannot express my regret for my betrayal; it still haunts me to this day. Had I not done that our lives would be different. It was not in my power to be a man for you then. I was still a boy, a boy that had lost his angel.
Somehow we managed to salvage our past and move forward together. Things were lost and some things were taken forcefully. Things were never the same after '96 came. The world had become dark and menacing, yet you were my light and I never told you. You were always my angel. And yet I still was not a man for you.
I betrayed you again, and again I must live with it. Yet you somehow had faith in me. You saw the man I wanted to be, if only at that moment. Now my second image of you is burned in my mind. My white angel was all in Red, and I new once again you were going to be my wife.
We were soon married two days past Christmas. I was still a boy, but ready to be a man. My promises were made and to this day I still hold them close to my heart. I brought you safely to our destination and you brought us home. I left our school so we might have a chance. But you never became white again and your wings had begun to fade.
I helped and cried for you, but never could give what was needed. We finished your plan for life and somehow started another. The excitement I felt when we found out that we were becoming a family. Your wings shown bright and life was great, but soon began our destruction.
She was born on Feb 12th; an angel from heaven was given to us. Yet our damage had begun to tear us apart. And soon we knew that we had lost. Our stubbornness and pride kept us alive. But soon was replaced with bitterness and spite. You left me cold in a home I did not want. You took my angel and my heart.
Sept 11, 2001 was the day I started to understand my place. I new in my heart that I could be apart of something grand, and once again your wings shown bright. I left after a year on that horrible day. With screams of my child still painfully in my mind. The look on your face was more than I could bear. But for God and my country, my wife and my baby, I would become a man. I cried and I fought came close to dying. You never new how close I was to the end? But God brought me back to the angels he gave me. And he gave us both a new beginning.
But bitterness and spite is an unforgiving mistress. It soon started and we weren't winning. You gave up the ghost and became the devil. My angel of white, now red forever. I gave you things you wanted and needed; I did my best to be a man and a leader. I let you give up on things that were important, you gave up on me and you gave up on us. Our contract is over, but sadly not forgotten. I still love you and miss you, but have been betrayed. I lost my angel of 10 years past, and now it's all over and I lay awake. Afraid of the future and of my mistakes. Yet I continue ahead, for we were given:
An Angel of White
Dan Salter
May 18th 2004
User Reviews
Submitted by Jeriko2k3 (user info) at 2004-05-18 16:22:57 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
I agree, I wrote this at 6am with no sleep. I've already made a second draft but I'm not going to post it.
Submitted by FilthyAssistant (user info) at 2004-05-18 16:18:40 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
Its good but i think a second draft would be even better.
Submitted by Jeriko2k3 (user info) at 2004-05-18 15:44:28 EDT (#)
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I wrote it. It's the story of me and my wife. Well ex wife.
Submitted by cwl989 (user info) at 2004-05-18 15:04:23 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Who wrote that?
Whatever, it was still good.
Submitted by Fixer (user info) at 2004-05-18 14:58:39 EDT (#)
Ranking: 1
No Comment
Submitted by michelle <myblueeydlove.at.hotmail.com> at 2004-05-18 07:12:55 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
I read this story before he put it here and it brought tears to my eyes the way he express himself and i hope to read more of his storys
Submitted by GodChicken (user info) at 2004-05-18 06:54:00 EDT (#)
Ranking: 1
That's pretty darn good.
Check the difference between Knew and New.
What the hell did you do?