MY SUMMER PLACE
COPYRIGHTS © 2013 SOUTHERN ACTS
WELCOME
TO MY SUMMER PLACE
I WILL TALK WITH YOU, SHARE THIS TIME AS FRIENDS AND MAYBE MORE IN THE END.
TO MY SUMMER PLACE
I WILL TALK WITH YOU, SHARE THIS TIME AS FRIENDS AND MAYBE MORE IN THE END.
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SUMMER PLACE BY THE MISFORTUNES COPYRIGHTS © 2013 SOUTHERN ACTS --------------------------------------------------------------- MY SUMMER PLACE IS PART OF SOUTHERN ACTS WE ARE "THE MISFORTUNES" WRITTEN BY BOBBIE JEAN CHIASSON EDITED BY STEVEN LAWHORN COPYRIGHTS © 2013 SOUTHERN ACTS --------------------------------------------------------------- TABLE OF CONTENTS CHAPTER ONE WALK WITH ME-7 CHAPTER TWO UP EARLY--------14 CHAPTER THREE LAST NIGHT----25 ONLY YOU CAN CONTROL THE INNER SIDE OF YOURSELF -------------------------------------------------------------- INTRODUCTION What I write is from my heart and what I have to deal with everyday in my life. The words that you will read are truly mine. My inspiration comes from my friends; they have given me the ability to do this and try to set me free. I write about the way they have made me feel and to show me that life is real; I was broken when we met, yet I will be left with the best I can get A TRUE FRIEND I WOULD LIKE TO DEDICATE THIS TO You --------------------------------------------------------------- WELCOME TO MY SUMMER PLACE I WILL TALK WITH YOU SHARE THIS TIME AS FRIENDS AND MAYBE MORE IN THE END. WHAT I HAVE WRITTEN TODAY IS A TALE OF MY FRIEND, SHE HAS GIVEN ME WHAT I NEED TO SIT HERE AND WRITE WHAT I DO, I ALWAYS THOUGHT THAT I WOULD BE WRITING FOR MYSELF, YET NOW I FIND MYSELF WANTING TO WRITE JUST FOR YOU. -------------------------------------------------------------- WALK WITH ME Sitting out on the shores of the southern gulf waters, listing to the sound of the waves taping on the beach! The breeze blows gently across my face, smelling the salt waters of the Gulf of Mexico. I enjoy coming to my summer place, this is where I am at peace with my inner self, where I am alone with none of the BS around me. I can just sit out here for hours on end as I watch the sea gulls playing in the evening light. Soon night will fall, as the moon rises into the eastern skies. It is beautiful here this time of year. All the northerners are leaving to return home and the beaches are again where one can walk alone. ------------------------------------------------- Sometimes like a musician or an artist, one must find that peace that will fill the need. Before I can write a story, I need to feel the story. Sometimes all it takes is a word or two which then triggers the beginning of a new book. Being here like this has given me this place that I will need to write my story, the words that got my attention is “Summer Place,” hence brings me here. Only a cottage on the beach, yet it is out of the reach of the city lights and sounds in the dark. I may sit for hours and only hear the gulls as they fly by. They are like my watch dogs here; they make more noise when someone comes near. Walk with me out on the shore, there will be no one to bother us tonight and the moon is shinning ever so bright. There’s a cool breeze blowing and the air smells fresh and clean. -------------------------------------------------- I have come here because I am having problems in my relationship with my girlfriend and we needed some time apart. Things were getting on the hot headed side so a break, fell into place. Sometimes that is the best way, because maybe things are in need of attention and the only way is to walk away. She tells me that I can trust her while she is gone, yet her being a musician makes it hard on me to allow this to go on. She has never given me any reason to mistrust her, yet that little green monster allows me to. As a writer I need the soundless air around me as to speak these words in my head as I put them on paper for you to see. And everything I write is about me. BUT WAIT! -------------------------------------------------------------- She is a Musician and she makes noise. Yet when I am there, it shuts her down to playing the way she needs to play, loud is good for her, noise is good for her, so you see how the problem has come to be. I know that she cares and that she loves me, but because of what I have done, she now has lost some of that, which she needs to pick up that guitar and play again, I have tried hard to help her find that place again, but I am afraid that it has gone way too far to make things better between us again. She I s such a lovely human being, and I feel that because of my need not to be alone has broken what cannot be fixed, her heart. She is so beautiful; never before have I seen so much beauty in one person. -------------------------------------------------------------- Let’s sit for a spell, for I have gotten older and I cannot walk as I used to. This looks like a fine place to take a little break. I often sit here because you can see the ships leaving from the ports of New Orleans where I was born. Yes I am a Southern Lady with a touch of Class. I am not sure what will become of us, I love her with all my heart, yet I can see what I have done to her and I am not in any way proud of that. No one has the right to shut someone down from filling their dreams, I wouldn’t want be to shut down now, so What makes me think that I can do that to her. She doesn’t understand that in my heart and in my head I was not aware of what I was doing, I have never lived with anyone like her, a “musician.” They are a breed of their own. --------------------------------------------------------------- The moon sure is beautiful shinning up there for the world to see. Sure am glad to be sitting here with you, I found it easier to talk to you when I am alone. There is no one but me and you. I am not sure what I will do if she leaves, I really don’t want her to go, but something has to be done. Maybe I am more afraid of what will become of us, we are a team, partners and we have a lot to lose if this is not done the right way. Believe me when I say breaking up is hard to do, I don’t care if it is me or you, it hurts everyone. There is no wining in losing the one you love. Sure smells nice tonight. I love the smell of salt water; there is something about it that just reaches out to you. Makes you just want to jump right in there. It cleans your body and your soul, so I am told. ------------------------------------------------------------ I wonder if she misses me when I am not there. I know I miss her, I can still sense her with me, smell her body next to mine, feeling her as we touch in the night, her kiss is like none I have had before, Maybe that’s what stops me form letting her walk out that door. I just keep telling myself that I cannot be without her, I cannot live without her, but you see, I am the one that cannot live without me. I have come to this place as to find myself, because I cannot set her free, if I cannot find me. -------------------------------------------------------------- UP EARLY Good morning. Sitting here with my first cup of hot coffee, mm sure smells good... I so love that first cup, kind of makes getting up worth it, sometimes, doesn’t it? Hope you had a good night’s rest. I have not gotten my head right and still not knowing what my pen will write. I sure enjoyed spending the evening with you, sure hope you did have the same feelings too. I am trouble about my life as I sit here at my window. The sun has come up, shinning hot and bright -------------------------------------------------------------- I am not sure if I will go out today, maybe at my window I will stay. I need to find something to write, that is what this trip here is about. I am here to see if there is anything that is important enough in my life that I would want to sit here and write about. Sure wish had a little help here. Would you care for a cup, here sit with me for a while, share your thoughts with me. I am sure that you have your own little secrets in your head. I really like here on the gulf shores. It sure beats living at home, in Ga. That is a whole other story in itself; they are so far back in time, they still think that they rule, the south. I have missed her real bad this morning and I am so wanting to just call and talk to her, yet that is the reason I came here, was to get away from all that. To breath! -------------------------------------------------------------- Let’s step out on the front porch for a while; it sure is nice out today. I had planted some flowers when I was here last, they are in full bloom now, but that beauty will not last, just as everything doesn’t, it too will come to past… I miss her. Sit here on this old swing. It is safe been here for years now, like me, just getting older you see. I am trying so hard to understand what I did wrong, why would she want to go? Maybe it is because of me, that she feels she needs to be free. She is beautiful when she shines, I miss her a lot these times. I wonder what she is doing, does she miss me, is she okay, should I call her, please tell me what to say. I am at a loss for words, not knowing what to write, can’t get her out of my head, sometimes, I just wish I was dead. -------------------------------------------------------------- I have fallen and I need to get up. To start over, how this can be so, I really thought that she would never go. Why do I cry, when I think of her, why, do I miss her the way I do? It hurts for me to know that she will soon have to go. She has not left yet, why am I feeling so alone. My heart is breaking and I am not sure where this will take me, for I am not strong you see. It is easy for me to fall to pieces, I am weak, and unsure of me, the word alone just scares the hell out of me, I already miss and she is still at home, not yet has she gone. What will I do, how am I going live without her, for she is my love. I am sorry for what I have done to her, but maybe I am way too late for that… --------------------------------------------------------------- I trust that what we talk about here will stay here in my summer place, a place where only you and I share our thoughts and dreams, Do you like being here with me, as I cherish every second I am with you. I feel that I have come to trust in you, your heart seems to be pure, You comfort me when I am down and out, but wait isn’t that what being a friend is all about, the trust, the love the sharing of all above. Why is it that I feel this way about you, is it because of what you do? Maybe it’s because I feel safe here with you. This is my summer place, where I can leave the reality of the human race and walk out in the outer space of my mind and allow myself the freedom to write as I do, I write just for you. It is here that I met you. --------------------------------------------------------------- I miss her again, my friend, maybe you can share with me a way that I will be able to set her free. I will help all the help I can get; just think we are not there yet. What will I be like when that time comes, will I let her walk, or will she just have to run. Please can you forgive me for what I have done, I really thought that she would be the one. To share my life with me, to live where in her heart she can be free. I wonder what she is doing now, should I call her, I just want to say, I miss my love, that’s all. Please tell me do I make that call. What will happen? Will she get mad, or will it make her feel sad. No, I cannot, for this is why I am here, a break, maybe things will change, maybe she just needs sometime, what have I got to lose, that I have not already lost. ------------------------------------------------------------ Would you care for some tea, oh thanks for being here with me? Your friendship means a lot to me. True friends are hard to find and you, my friend are truly one of a kind, you seem to know what touches my soul, like no other as ever made me feel, yes you are a true friend indeed. Share a thought with me, tell me about yourself, I want to know more about you, what is it that you really do, when you are not sitting here with me, out by the sea. Why is it that when I am here like this with you, I lose all my fears is it because you have wiped away my all tears? I have this feeling that we have met, yet how can that be, for I have only seen you at my summer place by the sea. Are you thinking about me? --------------------------------------------------------------- It’s dinner time, hope that she has something to eat, maybe she stop playing long enough to get a bit, I worry about her, she is my life. Maybe she is ok, that is why she sent me away so the she could be free for a day. She loves to be alone, most of the time she just wishes I was gone. I never understood all that, maybe that’s why we are where we are at. You see, I have made a real mess of things. I tried to put our lives together when we are so far apart. She is a Musician that loves to play; she just wants to fly as she sings. Her beauty shines ever so bright when she gets that song sounding right. I miss her. My heart aches so, not sure where is will go. I really miss her so. Do you think she misses me, or is she just enjoying being free? --------------------------------------------------------------- Would you care for another glass of tea, thank you so most for being here with me, maybe you can help me to set her free. I will not be able to do this alone, hold my hand, and help me to stand. I still have not found what I am supposed to be writing for. The day has almost gone and time just keeps moving on. Where will it take me, when I leave from by the sea? Why is it I have come to know you like this? Was this meant to be? Trust that you will keep my secret place just for you and me, sure is nice out here by the sea, glad to have you share this with me. Maybe I will miss you when I am gone, because soon I will have gone home, leaving you here all alone. I will miss sitting with you next to me, sharing this time by the sea. -------------------------------------------------------------- I need to be thinking about what I will do, she needs me to tell her something, I am not sure how I can stand to lose her, so much pain, so much hurt, the tears will not stop, my heart is breaking right here on the spot, this pain will not stop. How will I go on, can I live without her in my life? What will I do, maybe I can just stay here with you, never leaving this summer place, why is it your lips I want to taste? Wait this is not the time or the place, I have to deal with what is in my face. I my heart is for her, I gave it to her a long time ago. How will I live without her, I surely do not know. How is it that I have come to know you so, what will you do, when it is my time to go? Will you sit here on my front porch and think of me, as you are sitting here by the sea? -------------------------------------------------------------- My, time has passed so fast, where did the evening go? I still miss her so. Maybe you should just go. Wait, Please don’t walk away, I am now asking you to stay. I need you here with me; I never want to feel alone here by the sea. You just don’t know what this all means to someone like me. If not for you, I am not sure what I might do; things are different with me, then with you. Do you think she feels what I am feeling because of what is going on, are with she is just glad that I am still gone. What will I say when I get home, you see I was supposed to be here alone, not you here with me. Are you here with me? --------------------------------------------------------------- LAST NIGHT I will be leaving in the morning; will you stay here with me tonight, if it is alright? I know that this is wrong, but I do not want to be alone. Hope you don’t think badly of me for this. When I have to go, you I will surely miss. I am thinking about her, she is on my mine, I do love her so. I will hate myself for making her go. I know that I have hurt her and there is no way that she could ever forgive me for what I have done, how could I have known that she would be the one, the love of my life, I would have gladly made her my wife. But because when we met, she had not lived her life yet, I am older by ten years, my time is slower how then it used to be, I am wanting to settle down, you see, but she still needs to fly free. Please help me to allow her to be free. -------------------------------------------------------------- I can remember when we met, She was so shy, just sitting there, We share a couple of hours with each other, she just sat there and allowed me to just ramble on about myself. She was beautiful and I could not take my eyes off of her. Never before had my eyes seen so much beauty in one night. As the night got late and it was time for her to go, I walked her out to the car, we just stood there for awhile, I will never forget that smile, why did I have to be such a fool, why did I not see what was to be, I knew better, but I selfishness over come me, I just wanted her, yet little did I see that she did not want me. Maybe it is time for me to face my reality. I was a fool. To do what I had done. I miss her. -------------------------------------------------------------- Please take me out for a walk, there we can talk, I am down and feeling blue, Come do whatever it is that you do, I need you in my life, You are the one that will help me to walk through this mess that I have made, you will be the one to share with me, my tears, hold me, please, help me to set her free. This is something that has to be. You see, I know how she feels because someone do that to me, but now, it is for me to do the right thing, she is not wear my ring, she does not owe me a thing. She has asked me to let her go; this will hurt me for sure that I know. Do I have it within myself to walk her to that door again, to allow her to step outside my world, just to see if she wants back in? She has said to me over and over again. How can she know if she misses me, if I don’t let her go? That answer I already know. --------------------------------------------------------------- The night is passing, and I do not want to go. Maybe I can just stay here, this is a safe place, no one sees me here, and I am out of sight, out of mind. Alone in the dark, wait I am not alone, you are here with me, sorry, I just did not see what was to be. I have learned to trust you, you help me to be a better me, you show me what I did wrong, and you help me to move on. Why is, it that I feel I know you? Your smile, your eyes, I know you, I have seen you in my dreams, when I am alone there you are, when I cry, you are the one that wipes them dry. When I look around and no one else is there, you are the only one that hung around, why did you to not go? You have now got to see the inner side of me, how can you love one such as me. It is because of you I share my life for the world to see. --------------------------------------------------------------- Why am I thinking of you, when it is for her that I do what I do. She has given me everything that I could have ever asked for. Before we met, I was broken, When She leaves, I will have gotten the best gift I can get, her friendship. Maybe we were not meant to be, but a friend in her I do see. We have build a world together, maybe that is something that can last forever. Even now, it is getting time to go, there is something I need you to know. For the pass couple of days, you have surely allowed me to see my ways. I do admit today, that it is because of me, that she will go away. Even thought I am sorry for what I have done, the leaving has already begun, my heart is breaking, and my soul feels empty inside of myself. Why is this hurting me, why does this have to be, all she wants is to fly free. --------------------------------------------------------------- It is not for me, to stop her flight, her wings she as earned, her freedom I earned it for her, when I fought in a war. I will hate to see her go maybe that will help me to free my soul; I am guilty of a sin that is something I will have to pay in the end. I made a mistake that caused a reaction to an action that only I set into place. I was a foolish person to think that I had the right to try and change what should not be changed in the first place. What was I thinking of, Maybe I was just not thinking at all. I will never be able to get her out of my head, maybe, if I am dead, will I not see her face or feel her warm embrace. What I have gain from her love, is me, She has help me to become a better me. Maybe that is why I need to just set her free, because of what she gave to me. --------------------------------------------------------------- Well, it is time for me to go, You have helped me with this, somehow I knew that you would be here like this, you would never leave me alone, it does not matter where I had gone, you see I know that I knew you, you are always there with me. I know now that I will never be alone, there is no way that this could ever be, because, the you in this story that I have now written is me. I write because it is my way of dealing with the sins of my life. This story is about my friend and I. In our real life today, we deal with the things that I have written about here tonight, I have hurt her so much, that there is no way, I can ever ask her to forgive me for what I have done and still do, not allowing her to be free. -------------------------------------------------------------- As I am new at this writing thing, I hope that I have written something worthwhile here tonight as I sit with you at MY SUMMER PLACE, on the gulfs shore of my home. I would like to say that I am honored to be here right now with you; because it is for you I do what I do. WE ARE THE MISFORTUNES AND I WRITE FOR THOSE THAT CAN WRITE NO MORE. THIS IS NOT THE END, YOU SEE, BECAUSE I AM SURE THERE WILL BE MORE OF ME. Bye for now, because we most go. You do know that we love you so. THE END |
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