I am a religious person. I'm not sure what mistake I was confessing/aplologizing for in this prayer. I may have had something to do with the affair concerning the 'Love' poem. God's a good man.
Well, after a well placed comment about my descriptions, I guess i'd better explain some of this. A coupla summers ago, I had a job working at Snow Camp Outdoor Theatre. After it was over, I was devastated. (BTW-im going to be an actess...so..) This is the result. I was writing a play about it, and this was the opening monolouge.
Yet again, a random monolouge. Its really hard to describe this sort of thing. I'm a teenager. think about it.
I'm young, yes, but Still, i said i wasn't sure about it all. I was in love, he was heartbroken from before. I sometimes regret my feelings. Long story.
I think the ending is a nice change from my usually depressed and melodramatic 'elegant' writing (poetry etc...) Im really not always a terribly depressed heartbroken anarchist teenager like person.