PostSecret. <3

These are three of my minor secrets.
Something I can share on here.
All my others remain anonymous.


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The Key

This was edited and revised.
Photo found on Photobucket, so it is not mine.




The sound of the doorbell woke her from her daydream and washed away the curiosity of what the future would hold. The rain was pouring from the sky, making the musical harmonies of rain hitting the windowsill. This always lulled her into daydreams.
The twenty-five year old sat up from her lounging position on the couch and glided toward the door. She peeked through the eyepiece of her two bedroom apartment and her heart skipped a beat. It was him. The boy she had fallen in love with; he just didn't know this yet. His beautiful green eyes stood out as they sparkled against his pale skin. His dark, almost black hair fell into place, right in front of his eyes. He was skinny, yes, but he could take anyone in a fight. He was the perfect guy, but the best part to this real life fantasy? He was all hers.
She opened the door and he leaned forward and kissed her lightly.
"Good morning, lovely," he said, "I've got something for you."
"Oh, really? James, you shouldn't have gotten me anything. You know just being with you is enough."
"You know better than that. You're special enough to receive it. Now, follow me." He said pulling her in and kissing her neck.
He led her through the walkway and into the sitting room to the couch. He pulled her onto his lap. She laughed and kissed him on the lips.
"So…what is this all about?" She asked looking into his eyes.
He straightened up a little and sat her on the couch. His eyes sparkled with an emotion so strong, it took her breath away. He took her hands in his and said the words they had both been waiting to hear.
"Aiden, you've known me since our freshman year in high school, and ever since then, you have captivated me with an awe that I still haven't been able to control. Every time I see you, I tremble, just knowing that any minute you could call this relationship off, but you excite me at the same time. We have been dating for nine months now, and I want to finally tell you this." He paused and looked up at her, and took out a long box from his jacket. He opened the box and she gasped. Inside was a silver key on a small silver chain.
"This is the key to my heart. It unlocks the chains that have bound me from every truly loving someone. It opens the door to my heart and the door to my love. All you have to do is turn the key. The locks never change. I love you, Aiden. You have me forever. Will you take the key and set me free from these chains?"
She was silently screaming, but screaming for joy. She had always had trouble with the three word cliché phrase, but he had always respected her decision. She had told him about it when they were in high school. She had wanted to tell him for a while now; she just couldn't put it into words.
"I…I…" she stuttered, "I love you too."
His eyes began to shine, and he pulled her towards him, kissing her passionately, yet carefully at the same time.
He slowly pulled away, and picked up the chain from the open box. He slipped it around her neck and clasped it shut. Her eyes began to water as she raised up and kissed him with full force passion.
Just by the way he kissed her back she knew she would always love him and his flaws; not that she really cared if he had flaws or not. And then he picked he up bridal style and headed across the room....


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Alone, My Child. Alone

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You see, things aren't always as they seem. He's been through hell for the past 6 months and 24 days. Ever since she left, he's been in the same zombie-like state. Hollow eyes that leave not a single strand of emotion pierce through everyone as he met their looks of curiosity, but no one ever bothered to ask.

No one knew his past, and no one knew his present.

No one other than her.

But as the days went on, his thoughts began to change. They weren't just thoughts of her anymore. They were thoughts of death. Slow death.

His preferred choice was the tiny bottle of prescription Xantex, but he couldn't ever do that. Not to his over-achieving mother and his lawyer father. They didn't ever have time for him. And they knew what event took place 6 months and 24 days ago. They didn't give a damn. They just didn't want their pathetic son to embarrass them.

Can't spoil the reputation now, can we?

Now, you may ask, "What happened to the girl?"

I am here to tell you.

As she was driving to school one December day, her car stalled in the middle of an extremely busy and very icy intersection. Seconds after it stalled, an 18 wheeler hit her on the passenger side, and that sent her flying into a telephone pole on the drivers side. The 18 wheeler had tried to stop, but it slid down the incredibly icy road.

She was pronounced dead on the scene when the paramedics finally arrived.

She was his best friend, even though she lived an hour away. They had talked endless hours on the phone every night and visited every two weeks. He was in love with her, and had planned on telling her that day when he surprised her with an unexpected visit.

He was devastated when her parents came to the door crying, and told him the news. At first, he didn't believe them, but deep in his heart he knew they were telling him the truth.

She had left him completely and utterly alone.

But he was about to join her, and there wasn't a damn thing they could do about it.

So here is the setting, a room with gray walls and a bed centered between all four. A letter in one hand and a bottle in the other. Pictures were scattered about that full of memories of her. His facial expression was still that of blank. Tears slowly fell down his pale face and whispered three words that were meant for her, and his hollow eyes shown with complete honesty and desperation.

I love you.