Epilogue
“Nobody can go back and start a new beginning, but anyone can start today and make a new ending.”
-Maria Robinson
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Good Times With Friends (Redone)
A poem by Ophelia Johnston
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To all around me, I am happy.
Joyous.
Blissful.
Jubilant
Satisfied
Popular
Noticed
Until I wake up.
Love. Is that what I crave?
The warm embrace of someone who cares?
The bright smile filled with joy?
It is what we all crave.
What us two have found.
That one person’s gone
Yet another fills his shoes
Hope whispered in my ear that change will come,
And it did.
To all around me, I may not be joyous.
Or blissful.
Jubilant.
Satisfied.
Or popular
Not even that noticed.
But to that one, I am happy.
And this, I never wish to wake up from.
***A/N Well...I dunno.
I'm not as happy with this story as some of my others. :/ But tell me how you guys liked it. ^_^
I gave it a happy(er) ending. ;P (writing so sadly was making me feel all depressed ._.)
Anyway, hope you enjoyed it!
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