Hast thou not fought?
To stand your ground
To march round
On seas of life

Scales down
Loss of life
The journeys end
One final round

Loose armour
Last stand
Loud cry
Shrieks of pain

Survive
Does it count?
Emotional Trauma
Home

Let me escape back to summer in your arms
Back to prints on your cheeks
Where the stickers never fade
Cold nights next to the fire
Embers were dying down
Fire dropping down lower
Trying to hold on to every moment
Where your voice filled up the air
When your eyes were all I saw
Back to the summer
we never thought would end
Where my fingers drew hearts in the sand
while you were sitting by my side

She laid down with colors flying around her, under the moon with the cool crisp fall air surrounding her body. Crickets chirping, goose bumps shredding up her body, From the tips of her toes to the top of her head. The feel of his leather jacket when she wrapped her arms around him, the smell of axe covering his body, She felt like she was on cloud nine. "There's no one else I'd rather be with right now". The words escaped her lips before her thoughts could process inside her brain. His head slowly turned sideways starring directly into her eyes, His hand stroked her blonde hair slowly. "Do you know how amazing you look in moonlight? It gives you a certain glow". He spoke with gentleness, and every word he breathed found it's way straight to her heart.  

She blushed without replying, her green eyes glittered in the moonlight, and he couldn't let go of how warm she felt. With every move there was a crunch in the leaves, Every breath brought a new kind of happiness to their way. "I could hold you all night". He whispered these words when the only real words floating through his head were 'marry me'. He couldn't work up the nerve to ask her, the tiny box sticking into his rib cage the whole night long. Her touch made him shiver, and when he looked over her eyes were moist. "What is wrong, my dear?"  

She smiled, a new kind of smile. It was much warmer, deeper, fuller, happier. Her hand found it's way to his silkily, shinny black hair, "Nothing is wrong". She spoke softly, blending in with the cold autumn wind. "Nothing will ever be wrong again, You make me so happy, I could cry. I love you so much, It'd be okay if I died right now. One day I want to sit down beside you, and remind you of every night, in our home fit for us and our children, I never want to let you go, I never want you to disappear from my life, Just everything's hitting me tonight".

Blindsided by her reply, he knew this was his chance. He stood up, and she laid there on her side. "Is there something wrong?". She asked him. He shook his head and smiled once more, 'never will ever be wrong again' he thought. He took his chance, and got down on one knee. The leaves underneath him, orange, brown, red, sticking to their clothes. "I just wanted to say I love you". She smiled for the last time as his girlfriend, His hand found it's way to the box in his pocket. "And, Will you marry me?"