Story of fantastical updates

Once upon a time Keim met a boy. The boys name was Vanbeck. At first they were just friends. Then Keim fell madly in love with him and he in return fell madly in love with her. They talked on the phone for hours everyday sometimes reeking havoc on cellular telephone bills. They spent thousands of dollars on tickets to send them soaring through the air at ridiculous speeds to see each other and FINALLY they decided enough was enough they wanted to just be with each other for ETERNITY...
So...
They set a date....

April 21, 2011

.... and that was that :D

Pretty soon Keim gets a new last name.

THE COUNTDOWN BEGINS :
165 DAYS

Falling in all the right directions

Sometimes answers to prayers fall into place like puzzle peices.

Things that have been such obstacles ...

... are working themselves out.

LOVE KEIM

I miss him terribly.

I love him fully.

I can not wait until I see him again.

I count down the days...

Only 51 days left .

1 word - HOPE

PATIENCE

A fly lands on a window pane
Tick Tock. . .
A place I may never see again
Tick Tock . . .
The thing I want out of sight
Tick Tock . . .
It lingers in that dreadful light
Tick Tock . . .
I know that I must learn this test
Tick Tock. . .
Before I too can start my nest
Tick Tock . . .
Scriptures open at my feet
Tick Tock . . .
Learning things at the creators beat
Tick Tock . . .
Always racing a bit to fast
Tick Tock . . .
My heart doesn't understand the pain won't last
Tick Tock . . .
Right now is all that my mind can think
Tick Tock . . .
But that idea too must sink
Tick Tock . . .
My heart is full of lasting fear
Tick Tock . . .
As my eyes produce another tear
Tick Tock . . .
With out it I am lost it seems
Tick Tock . . .
but with it I will feel His radiant beams
Tick Tock . . .
And so I must continue to progress
Tick Tock . . .
So that I may also pass this test
Tick Tock . . .

Flashbacks ...

Memories ...

Fresh cuts ... scars.

A million cries for help pushed into the night sky.

No vibrations .

The only thing that is perfect is the

Silence .

Laughter penetrates the sadness

Not her own.

Can't let go

Nothing disappears for her

a kalidescope of events create an image

a shape

creations of

attitude, thoughts, feelings, emotions

that change her .

That break her.

J

U

D

Gements

are made. Without understanding. Without pondering

Without knowing anything.

...no one sees

HyPoCrit .

I haven't posted anything in quite some time and I figured I should drop a line.

I have learned some great things since we last spoke.

Forgiveness doesn't always end in friendship.

Love doesn't always last forever.

We can learn alot from the past and look forward to the future.

THE END

Tulips swirling up about
peaking heads out of amber drought
Sunlight beams cascading down
rejoicing without a sound
Revving engines at the gate
arriving just a bit too late
honking horns fill their ears
waving hands are what appear
words of glory embrace my soul
moving forward is my goal
endless warmth engulfs my heart
dont look back its time to restart
tutus puff around my waist
what an awkward tulle case
familiar faces to brand new
laughter is the only clue
empty picture frames on the wall
pink keeps echoing its call