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Dearest Jack ~

Dear Jack~

  I often wonder how you are doing. I miss you so much. I will never forget the first time I layed eyes on you. We were at a dance hall.
All the girls and soldiers were there. Your eyes met mine and you asked me dance. I have never seen eyes that color blue. They were cobalt. And amazing. I fell in love right then and there. My soldier, my hero. We laughed and danced, not once or twice. In fact I lost count.
We strolled out onto the veranda and our hips swayed to the tunes of years gone by. Our lips touched, briefly, at first. And then we kissed.
Promises were made of another night, in another life, and oh God how I wanted it to be true.
At last your lips found mine and I have yet to forget the taste of your tongue on mine. Every dream I ever had came true that night. I will always remember Paris, her beauty, her scent and her promises. Oh how I wish we had made love.
It was almost morning when the alarms sounded. Your Commanders told you that you had to leave now, the planes were waiting. My God, how could we unlock this embrace when we have waited for each other our entire lifes? We were dancing to the song " I'll be seeing you", How could time fly by so fast. Had we really been dancing for six hours. In those moments it was as if I had known you my entire lifetime.
The future was not ours to make. But you promised me you would return. And still I waited. Those moments have lasted me a lifetime, my lifetime. And still I wish we had made love. I waited for you for three years... I prayed you were safe, and warm, and healthy. I, on the other hand was not. I looked for you, watched all the news reports every time I went to the theater.... you were not to be found. And yet no one I ever meet could compare to you, so still I am alone. All I have is the memory of you and I and the promises we made. I often search the heavens and try to find your smile, thinking the glowing lights from a star must be your smile... I don't see it...All I can say is...( Je t'aime moi manguez-vous, Celeste, d'amour toujours...au nions que nous avous eu Paris)....I love you, I miss you....at least we had Paris...
All my love Celeste

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No, I am not old enough to have lived in this Era, but I find it fascinating, the loves, the loses, the music, and every old movie I see reminds me that maybe, just maybe I once was alive during this period in time...

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  • Leonura
    October 20, 2008

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    Aww, this was really beautiful! Such romance and hearache. But beautiful memories of maybe, another life? who knows. beautifully written.

  • celadia
    July 28, 2008

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    It's a touching piece and it has happened in fact, I saw something like it on the television, the woman cried when she thought of Dennis.


  • Dragonbabyx3
    July 11, 2008

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    wow, this is beautiful, I would have loved to live in this time period. You could feel every emotion, the love, and saddness. great write


    • Anewor gold member
      July 15, 2008
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      Dragonbay

      Are u sure sure u haven't lived in this period b4... quite a concept, don't u think??


  • Spiritual Soul gold member
    July 11, 2008

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    aww I too love this time period, I loved how this was a letter, it seemed so real. Every emotion wsa present and I could feel it. This was such a lovely write, thanks for sharing and entering my contest!
    Blessings,
    ~Michaela~

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