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most_bay By most_bay Updated 17 hours ago

I pledge myself to you, my love,
My life is no longer my own,
My afterlife is unknown,
If I'm fortunate, If I'm adequate,
If I'm to be in the heavens,
I'll plead for my home.

Your eyes are my home,
Your breath is my air,
Your voice is my song,
Your arms are my shrine,
Your heart is my altar,
Your smile is my prayer,
Your hand is my prize,
I ache to make you mine.

I need you in every way,
 My rib is not in place. 
 My certain heart calls you,
 My present, my future, my solace,
 My first and last, my onliest love.
 My other self, my life,
'I love you ' is not enough. 

Melody Summer, a nineteen  year old homeless girl with a tragic past. Shy and introvert with major insecurities. Melody aged out of foster care and was left without guidance to fend for herself in the concrete jungle of Manhattan. When she meets Akram Sadiq. Twenty one, Handsome Egyptian-American, Juilliard student, her life takes a very  unexpected turn.

**This story is a first draft so hopefully will be edited once finished. **

OK, ok good start! Is the grammar with the boss intentional?
So far your first chapter has a really good flow and is heart warming. I feel sad for Melody already. Good job. Also the poem you wrote is really good. Keep writing.
What a horrible and cranky boss. Hope she does find a new job soon though. It's tough to do anything without a steady income anywhere.
(Pouts) that's just life dear... Sometimes I feel like life hate me.. But it's just life throwing you some hard ball, to see how well you can handle it... And in the end it may break you, or just make you stronger...
ethereal66 ethereal66 Aug 18
Oh poor girl!!
                              It was a really nice start and the story seems interesting already :)
:).. I know your going throw hell.. But you saying that made me smile.. Lol.. (Thinking to my self) I'm such a dick.. Grr... Sorry