During Lydia's third سال of high school, she went to the career and technology center after lunch. There, she took Veterinary Assistant. Alan went to the career and technology center in the morning. He went to the high school in the afternoon. The only time Lydia and Alan got to see each other was at lunch time. Sadly, during Christmas Break, Lydia lost her oldest dog, Popcorn. He was fifteen years old. When the school session resumed, Alan told Lydia, "I had a great Christmas." She said, "Did you?" He said, "I was being sarcastic." Alan wasn't very good at being sarcastic. Lydia said, "Well, if it makes آپ feel any better, I lost my dog, Popcorn, two days after Christmas." Alan said, "Oh, no. I'm sorry, Lydia." She said, "It's okay. He lived a good, long life." He asked, "How old was he?" She said, "Fifteen." He said, "That's old for a dog." At lunch, Alan کہا that he had a bad day, because he couldn't stop thinking about Lydia and how sad she was. She said, "I'm glad I still have Fluffer Nutter." At the end of the year, Lydia and Alan went to prom together. They did not have a good time. The موسیقی was so loud that they had to scream at each other to communicate. To make matters worse, it was that terrible pop موسیقی that Lydia despised. She and Alan agreed that they would not go the اگلے year. Alan graduated that year. Lydia went to his graduation. It was then that Alan's phone calls became less frequent.
To be continued.....
To be continued.....
Hello, everyone. BingoPB here, یا Kayla, as most of آپ know me. I know آپ were expecting a poem. Don't worry. There will be plenty of poems in the future. I have been inspired to write a پرستار fiction based on my relationship with Aston, my former boyfriend, and my dreams about Paul. Of course, there will be differences, because the story will be based on those things. The characters will have different names. I could have talked about this in messages, but it's easier to address everyone at once here. I am not sure what the عنوان will be. I would appreciate some suggestions in the تبصرے below. آپ can also tell me your opinions on this idea. Also, feel free to tell me what name آپ would like for the character based on you. I will start working on it once I have a title.
I remember the good times we had.
مزید than that, I remember,
The inner scar آپ gave me.
آپ left me to blame myself.
But I'm not at fault.
In the five years we were together,
I was nothing but patient with you.
If آپ were done with me,
آپ could've just کہا so.
I believe I made a mistake,
When I کہا I'd be your girlfriend.
آپ were my best friend,
And we ruined it with romance,
All because we wanted to fit in.
How could we have been so ignorant?
I know we made peace.
I'm glad we're دوستوں now,
But that will never erase the scar,
The inner scar only I can see.
Someday I'll love someone else,
And he will erase my scar.
Only then will it fade away.
مزید than that, I remember,
The inner scar آپ gave me.
آپ left me to blame myself.
But I'm not at fault.
In the five years we were together,
I was nothing but patient with you.
If آپ were done with me,
آپ could've just کہا so.
I believe I made a mistake,
When I کہا I'd be your girlfriend.
آپ were my best friend,
And we ruined it with romance,
All because we wanted to fit in.
How could we have been so ignorant?
I know we made peace.
I'm glad we're دوستوں now,
But that will never erase the scar,
The inner scar only I can see.
Someday I'll love someone else,
And he will erase my scar.
Only then will it fade away.
I had a dream one night.
I was leaving work to go home.
It was unusually cold for October.
I slipped on a patch of ice,
And fell in the parking lot.
There was no one with me,
Except my puppy, Snapper.
"I think I've broken my leg,"
I کہا to my puppy.
He let out a couple of barks,
That said, "Come on, Kayla! Get up!"
I managed to get to my feet.
سنیپر and I made it home.
I heard a knock on my door.
I looked through the peephole.
It was Paul. I let him in.
He noticed my limp, and he asked,
"Are آپ all right, my love?"
I said, "I hurt my leg. I'll be fine."
He insisted that I rest.
I said, "But سنیپر needs to go out."
He said, "I'll take him out."
Afterwards, Paul got me everything I needed.
He helped me tremendously.
My leg healed quickly,
And all was well again.
I was leaving work to go home.
It was unusually cold for October.
I slipped on a patch of ice,
And fell in the parking lot.
There was no one with me,
Except my puppy, Snapper.
"I think I've broken my leg,"
I کہا to my puppy.
He let out a couple of barks,
That said, "Come on, Kayla! Get up!"
I managed to get to my feet.
سنیپر and I made it home.
I heard a knock on my door.
I looked through the peephole.
It was Paul. I let him in.
He noticed my limp, and he asked,
"Are آپ all right, my love?"
I said, "I hurt my leg. I'll be fine."
He insisted that I rest.
I said, "But سنیپر needs to go out."
He said, "I'll take him out."
Afterwards, Paul got me everything I needed.
He helped me tremendously.
My leg healed quickly,
And all was well again.