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(Ja, för det första går jag bara i åttan, dvs har inte lärt mig så mkt engelska än. För det andra är det enda som drar ner mitt engelska betyg till VG min grammatik så… Tja, alltså inga kommentarer om min engelska för det är bara tråkigt!)
I remember
I remember when life was something you enjoyed.
I remember
I remember having a lot of fun, playing, laughing, running.
I remember
I remember your deep-blue eyes, looking straight into mine, your warm lips that softly touched mine.
I remember
I remember the pain in my eyes when I looked into the mirror. Remember I thought:
That’s not me, the person in that mirror isn’t me. Me is happy. Me smiles. Me is happy with you.
Memories
I remember I had memories, from a time when everything was simple. Now those memories have fade away, but still, I remember.
I remember me saying to your dead, white body that I would never forget you. Will you forgive me? Because I’m afraid I have.
I remember when life was something you enjoyed, when every morning I woke with a smile on my lips. Turning around and looking straight into your deep-blue eyes. Do you remember me? If you can, then. I’m not so sure you can, what happens to a person when they die? The last months you asked me that, all the time. You said.
You said you weren’t afraid of death, that I couldn’t harm you and that I would be the one in pain. But I saw.
I saw your frightened eyes, that your love to me was buried under fear.
Can you forgive me?
Forgive me, please, because I can no longer see your face. Just your eyes. I can no longer feel your skin under my fingers in my dreams, but I remember your smell. The smell of roses, roses and grass. How come you always smelled roses and grass? Fresh-cut, green grass and red, blood-red, roses. Was it one of your dozens of perfumes? I’m not so sure, because you always smelled that incredible smell of roses and grass, even when you told me you wore perfume.
And the thing I truly remember, and that I think I will remember until the day I die.
I remember your calm, soft voice saying three words to me, that made my big bang explode.
Why did you leave me, after promising me, you loved me…
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| Kommentarer - (Snittbetyg: 3) | Maade - 21 jul 08 - 20:28- Betyg:  | jag kan inte hitta ett enda grammatikfel, så jag vet inte vad någon här tjatar på :s
kanske det är jag som suger på engelska och inte kunde ha gjort denhär texten bättre själv, eller så är det ni andra som ... helt enkelt är avundsjuka?
bra skrivet <3 :)
( telefonfel verkar ha något emot dig? :o :s ) | Telefonfel - 25 jan 08 - 09:40- Betyg:  | | Seriöst så är den faktist inte bra, ledsen att behöva säga de här, men din engelska ÄR verkligen INTE någe vidare ALLS! Jag har bara ett ord att säga om den här, för handlingen var inte heller någe bra!! Jag skulle vilja säga URK, men det kanske vore lite hårt.. njaa, den var inte bra iallfall! |
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