Topic of the Month: 20 Years Later....Werewolf Blog
Posted 03-03-2010 at 04:12 PM by Jeremy
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Roscoe stirred at the sound of his phone ringing. It was late and he had been dozing in the recliner in his girlfriend’s living room. He looked at the caller I.D. on the display and he saw that it was Lisa. It had been a while since they had talked. He looked around the room and noted his girlfriend wasn’t in the room and he figured she’d already gone to bed. He answered the phone and spoke softly, “Lisa? Are you okay?”
Honey why you calling me so late?
It's kinda hard to talk right now.
He could hear her sobbing on the other end of the line before she started to speak and knew she was crying. He felt his heart sink as his assumption was affirmed as she spoke into the phone, “Roscoe, I’m sorry to call so late. I just had to talk to you.”
He looked at the bedroom door where he was almost sure his girlfriend was sleeping. He got up from his chair and walked over to the door and peaked in to see if she was asleep, which she was. He then shut the door quietly so not to wake her. A second later he sat back down, this time on the couch, the furthest seat from the bedroom door. He then whispered softly, “Why are you crying? Did something happen?”
Honey why are you crying? Is everything okay?
I gotta whisper 'cause I can't be too loud.
She stammered as she started to speak, “I…I had to tell you something. I…miss you. I still love you Roscoe, and I don’t want to be apart from you anymore.” He almost dropped the phone as she spoke. His mind racing back to a time when he was sixteen and made the decision to steer her towards the path her family wanted for her.
When he finally spoke he said in an even softer whisper than before, “I love you too, Lisa, but we both know that is close to impossible. You’re with him and I’ve been with someone too.” His mind drifts to wishes of every woman he’d been with in the past 20 years, being Lisa. Every wish the same, to be with Lisa.
Well, my girl's in the next room,
Sometimes I wish she was you,
Lisa sobs a little more as she speaks, “I want to leave him. My kids are grown now and I want to be with you!” Roscoe felt the temptation of finally having her in his life. He knew he wasn’t able to completely move on ever since the day he ended things and he hadn’t and it felt so good to just hear her voice, using his name.
I guess we never really moved on,
It's really good to hear your voice saying my name,
It sounds so sweet,
Coming from the lips of an angel,
Hearing those words it makes me weak,
Roscoe takes a deep breath as she finishes. She was offering him everything that he had ever wanted. He never wanted to say goodbye to her and anytime they had talked since they’re break up, he didn’t want to let her go. It had been twenty years that he had been waiting for this call and he wasn’t sure he should go for it. She had been like an angel on his shoulders, someone he could always set his mind to and regain his focus in everything.
And I never wanna say goodbye,
But girl you make it hard to be faithful,
With the lips of an angel,
“Roscoe, I dream about you all the time. I’ve always dreamed about being with you and only you. He knows I’ve never loved him and never wanted to be him. The truth is, everyone got what they wanted but us.” She said, stifling back more tears.
It's funny that you're calling me tonight,
And, yes, I've dreamt of you too,
Roscoe breathed softly as he thought about what to say. After a moment of pause he says, “I’ve dreamt of you every day and night since the day we parted ways. My heart is screaming at me to say yes, but I know if, he knew you came to me, it would start a fight.”
And does he know you're talking to me,
Will it start a fight,
No I don't think she has a clue,
“Roscoe, would you leave Sarah for me? Does she even know how you really feel and that you don’t truly love her?” He exhaled and replied, “She doesn’t have a clue. She’s in the next room sleeping and deep down in my heart I’d rather it be you. Neither of us have ever moved on, have we?”
Well my girl's in the next room,
Sometimes I wish she was you,
I guess we never really moved on,
Roscoe continues on before she can speak, “It’s so good to hear your voice. Especially with you saying the words I’ve wanted to hear my whole life. It’s the sweetest feeling to hear that coming from you.”
It's really good to hear your voice saying my name,
It sounds so sweet,
Coming from the lips of an angel,
Hearing those words it makes me weak,
Lisa steels herself and speaks assertively, showing him that what she says is the truth and from her heart, “I don’t want to say goodbye anymore Roscoe. Neither of our hearts have ever been faithful to the ones we’ve been with. So, I’m leaving him. I can’t live like this anymore. I’ve done my duty to my family and now its time to do my duty to my heart and you’re what my heart wants.”
And I never wanna say goodbye,
But girl you make it hard to be faithful,
With the lips of an angel,
A tear falls down Roscoe’s left cheek as he hears her say this. It left him with a choice. A choice he didn’t think he’d ever have to make again. He had to choose between being strong and denying her, or giving into the weakness of his heart. He couldn’t answer right away.
It's really good to hear your voice saying my name,
It sounds so sweet,
Coming from the lips of an angel,
Hearing those words it makes me weak,
Finally after a few seconds, his heart won out and he whispers, “I don’t want to say goodbye anymore either. I want you back in my life. I want you here with me. Come back to me.” She says excitedly, “I love you Roscoe!”
And I never wanna say goodbye,
But girl you make it hard to be faithful,
With the lips of an angel,
And I never wanna say goodbye,
But girl you make it hard to be faithful,
With the lips of an angel,
Roscoe sits up in a panic, snapping awake from his dream. A layer of cold sweat covered him. He then drew his knees up into his chest and held them, burying his face between them as he began to sob and cry again, as he had every night since the night he spoke with Tala. The thought of losing Lisa, continued to take its toll on him and torture him, this night though, it tortured him the worst.
Honey why you calling me so late?
Roscoe stirred at the sound of his phone ringing. It was late and he had been dozing in the recliner in his girlfriend’s living room. He looked at the caller I.D. on the display and he saw that it was Lisa. It had been a while since they had talked. He looked around the room and noted his girlfriend wasn’t in the room and he figured she’d already gone to bed. He answered the phone and spoke softly, “Lisa? Are you okay?”
Honey why you calling me so late?
It's kinda hard to talk right now.
He could hear her sobbing on the other end of the line before she started to speak and knew she was crying. He felt his heart sink as his assumption was affirmed as she spoke into the phone, “Roscoe, I’m sorry to call so late. I just had to talk to you.”
He looked at the bedroom door where he was almost sure his girlfriend was sleeping. He got up from his chair and walked over to the door and peaked in to see if she was asleep, which she was. He then shut the door quietly so not to wake her. A second later he sat back down, this time on the couch, the furthest seat from the bedroom door. He then whispered softly, “Why are you crying? Did something happen?”
Honey why are you crying? Is everything okay?
I gotta whisper 'cause I can't be too loud.
She stammered as she started to speak, “I…I had to tell you something. I…miss you. I still love you Roscoe, and I don’t want to be apart from you anymore.” He almost dropped the phone as she spoke. His mind racing back to a time when he was sixteen and made the decision to steer her towards the path her family wanted for her.
When he finally spoke he said in an even softer whisper than before, “I love you too, Lisa, but we both know that is close to impossible. You’re with him and I’ve been with someone too.” His mind drifts to wishes of every woman he’d been with in the past 20 years, being Lisa. Every wish the same, to be with Lisa.
Well, my girl's in the next room,
Sometimes I wish she was you,
Lisa sobs a little more as she speaks, “I want to leave him. My kids are grown now and I want to be with you!” Roscoe felt the temptation of finally having her in his life. He knew he wasn’t able to completely move on ever since the day he ended things and he hadn’t and it felt so good to just hear her voice, using his name.
I guess we never really moved on,
It's really good to hear your voice saying my name,
It sounds so sweet,
Coming from the lips of an angel,
Hearing those words it makes me weak,
Roscoe takes a deep breath as she finishes. She was offering him everything that he had ever wanted. He never wanted to say goodbye to her and anytime they had talked since they’re break up, he didn’t want to let her go. It had been twenty years that he had been waiting for this call and he wasn’t sure he should go for it. She had been like an angel on his shoulders, someone he could always set his mind to and regain his focus in everything.
And I never wanna say goodbye,
But girl you make it hard to be faithful,
With the lips of an angel,
“Roscoe, I dream about you all the time. I’ve always dreamed about being with you and only you. He knows I’ve never loved him and never wanted to be him. The truth is, everyone got what they wanted but us.” She said, stifling back more tears.
It's funny that you're calling me tonight,
And, yes, I've dreamt of you too,
Roscoe breathed softly as he thought about what to say. After a moment of pause he says, “I’ve dreamt of you every day and night since the day we parted ways. My heart is screaming at me to say yes, but I know if, he knew you came to me, it would start a fight.”
And does he know you're talking to me,
Will it start a fight,
No I don't think she has a clue,
“Roscoe, would you leave Sarah for me? Does she even know how you really feel and that you don’t truly love her?” He exhaled and replied, “She doesn’t have a clue. She’s in the next room sleeping and deep down in my heart I’d rather it be you. Neither of us have ever moved on, have we?”
Well my girl's in the next room,
Sometimes I wish she was you,
I guess we never really moved on,
Roscoe continues on before she can speak, “It’s so good to hear your voice. Especially with you saying the words I’ve wanted to hear my whole life. It’s the sweetest feeling to hear that coming from you.”
It's really good to hear your voice saying my name,
It sounds so sweet,
Coming from the lips of an angel,
Hearing those words it makes me weak,
Lisa steels herself and speaks assertively, showing him that what she says is the truth and from her heart, “I don’t want to say goodbye anymore Roscoe. Neither of our hearts have ever been faithful to the ones we’ve been with. So, I’m leaving him. I can’t live like this anymore. I’ve done my duty to my family and now its time to do my duty to my heart and you’re what my heart wants.”
And I never wanna say goodbye,
But girl you make it hard to be faithful,
With the lips of an angel,
A tear falls down Roscoe’s left cheek as he hears her say this. It left him with a choice. A choice he didn’t think he’d ever have to make again. He had to choose between being strong and denying her, or giving into the weakness of his heart. He couldn’t answer right away.
It's really good to hear your voice saying my name,
It sounds so sweet,
Coming from the lips of an angel,
Hearing those words it makes me weak,
Finally after a few seconds, his heart won out and he whispers, “I don’t want to say goodbye anymore either. I want you back in my life. I want you here with me. Come back to me.” She says excitedly, “I love you Roscoe!”
And I never wanna say goodbye,
But girl you make it hard to be faithful,
With the lips of an angel,
And I never wanna say goodbye,
But girl you make it hard to be faithful,
With the lips of an angel,
Roscoe sits up in a panic, snapping awake from his dream. A layer of cold sweat covered him. He then drew his knees up into his chest and held them, burying his face between them as he began to sob and cry again, as he had every night since the night he spoke with Tala. The thought of losing Lisa, continued to take its toll on him and torture him, this night though, it tortured him the worst.
Honey why you calling me so late?
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That was simply amazing JeremyPosted 03-03-2010 at 09:36 PM by Kathy A
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