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Sweet Child Of Yours
Sweet Child Of Yours

Sweet Child Of Yours

CarolineKoziolCaroline Lumiere Kozioł

At the end of the summer breeze, my life was filled with broken promises. For the time I saw you first, you were the tip of the tongue. The world knew your name. You were there, your name was written in the history. My kids were supposed to grown up seeing your art. I never thought the empty soul of yours would want plain girl as myself. I still remember, do you know? The curly hair of yours created funny shapes, when the sun was going down.

  • You are the sweet Caroline- you said, remember?

And then you hit me. It hit me harder when you hug me for goodbye. Your smell was mixed with expensive perfumes and tiredness of the day. So strange, when you move your hand and softly touched my back. Goose-flesh tangled my body. I felt so save, just being there with you. Time after time, day after day , I had you more. The more I had you , the more I wanted you.

  • You are the sweet Caroline- you said, remember?

And then you hit me. It hit me harder when you kissed me. You were the light of my life, the fire of my loins. I felt so strange touching the mature skin of yours.You said Im your sin, your addiction. I still remember, do you know? The wet lips of yours kissed my chest. I'm shaking when I'm thinking about it, I lost the control of my body. You gave me two cigarettes to smoke my sins away.

  • You are the sweet Caroline- you said, remember?

And then you hit me. It hit me harder when in the middle of night in my veins you put the substance. It was not filled with your love. You were not there,you did not care. Your body was without any movement. You were lying there stoned. Wake up, I said, remember? You did not move, you weren't there. I lost control , I don't remember the morning after.

Once you put the substance I can not escape. Whenever you call my name, I’m there.

I’m the sweet child of yours.The child can not be awaken from the hallucination, I cant have my heart back anymore.

  • You are the sweet Caroline- you said, remember?

And then you hit me. It hit me harder when you said that I'm too young and you are too old for this love. Then you ripped my shirt again...

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CarolineKoziol
Caroline Lumiere Kozioł
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Audience:
15+
Posted:
1 Nov, 2017
Genre:
Romance, Drama, Psychological
Type:
Inspirational, Sad, Other
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