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Standing here at the pier, I take in my surroundings, trying to keep my heart steady and my mind clear. A crowd envelopes me as we all wait for that one person. Men are holding flowers, Women holding children, Children holding signs. Standing here at the pier, I hold nothing but my heart in my hands, Waiting until we may embrace again. My mouth waters while my stomach twists into knots. The air tastes of candy scented perfume. Trying to get rid of the taste, I take a swig of cold, refreshing water that also helps ease my stomach Standing here at the pier, My stomach ties in knots, Waiting to see your face again. Figures start to head my way. I gasp. Frantically, my eyes search the crowd, Searching for just a glimpse of you. Standing here at the pier, My heart will not steady, My mind hectic with just wanting to see you. The crowd starts to disappear, They've found they're family They're heading home With their family, and I'm Standing here at the pier, Longing to find you, Wishing to find you soon. A tall figure starts heading in my direction. I squint to see Is that you? My lungs fill with air and I run. My vision blurs, but its okay. I know where I'm going. I'm running. Running home to my family. Our bodies collide in a warm embrace, I'm lifted up off the ground and swung around, "I've missed you so much, Dad." I tell him through sobs. "I've missed you too baby girl. Lets go home." Linking our pinkies together, we walk Together again. We're headed home.
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Jul 19, 2013
Jul 19, 2013 at 11:54 PM UTC
Homecoming
Standing here at the pier, I take in my surroundings, trying to keep my heart steady and my mind clear. A crowd envelopes me as we all wait for that one person. Men are holding flowers, Women holding children, Children holding signs. Standing here at the pier, I hold nothing but my heart in my hands, Waiting until we may embrace again. My mouth waters while my stomach twists into knots. The air tastes of candy scented perfume. Trying to get rid of the taste, I take a swig of cold, refreshing water that also helps ease my stomach Standing here at the pier, My stomach ties in knots, Waiting to see your face again. Figures start to head my way. I gasp. Frantically, my eyes search the crowd, Searching for just a glimpse of you. Standing here at the pier, My heart will not steady, My mind hectic with just wanting to see you. The crowd starts to disappear, They've found they're family They're heading home With their family, and I'm Standing here at the pier, Longing to find you, Wishing to find you soon. A tall figure starts heading in my direction. I squint to see Is that you? My lungs fill with air and I run. My vision blurs, but its okay. I know where I'm going. I'm running. Running home to my family. Our bodies collide in a warm embrace, I'm lifted up off the ground and swung around, "I've missed you so much, Dad." I tell him through sobs. "I've missed you too baby girl. Lets go home." Linking our pinkies together, we walk Together again. We're headed home.
Not as good as I hoped, but enjoy.
drew-vincent
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drew-vincent
23/Gender Fluid/American
Jul 19, 2013
Jul 19, 2013 at 11:54 PM UTC
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