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'CIRCLES END'
By: Jenna

The night is clear and the moon reflects against the raging waters just below me. I came here tonight intent on destroying what is left of my so-called life. After this latest profiling case, I've managed to sustain just enough sanity to bring myself down to this beach, stare at the ocean and wonder if I can make it through another day.

The young girls, strangled on the beach fronts, are haunting my every dream. They are all about Samantha's age. You've tried to be supportive, even to the point of telling me to step away from the case. It was too personal, you said. Of course, when have I ever listened to you where rushing in to a dangerous emotional situation was concerned.

The recent nightmares are a constant source of anguish, tearing me from a sweat-soaked restless slumber each night. I see Samantha lying unmoving on the beach with red angry marks covering her neck. I scream out her name, willing myself to awake from the horrible dream. When I don't wake up and the nightmare continues, I find myself walking into the water until it covers me, robbing me of precious air. I can no longer feel my body and it ascends upwards as I stare at it from above. I am finally awakened by you gently; however, I am unable to breath. You hold me tightly, whispering soothing words into my ear, as I sob uncontrollably.

Though the hour is late, I decide a walk on the beach is in order and might soothe my troubled mind. As I find a spot and sit quietly listening to the waves crash against the jagged rocks below, I am reminded of a Garth Brooks song that could easily pinpoint our relationship so clearly, but I wouldn't dare ever discuss it with you. I fear it would drive you away and I can't afford the luxury of not having you around. Not only for just sanity's sake, but I almost picture you as a lighthouse and me as a ship which can never find its way home without you. The analogy is quite remarkable when I think about it. Besides, telling you I enjoy listening to a country singer would ruin my reputation, and I couldn't have that, now could I?

I hear your light footsteps mash against the sand and smile up at you as, yet again, you manage to know when I need you the most. It's funny how you always know when I'm at my weakest point. I don't believe I could ever express to you how amazing I find this fact to be, or how amazing I find you to be as well. Maybe some day I can reach out to you and let you know how I truly feel. Until that circle comes around, I will continue to show you how grateful I am that God has placed you in my life.

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-THE END-
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There's a ship out on the ocean at the mercy of the sea.
It's been tossed about, lost and broken, wandering aimlessly
and God somehow, you know that ship is me.
'Cause there's a lighthouse, in the harbor, shining faithfully;
Pouring its light out across the water for this sinking soul to see,
that someone out there still believes in me.

On a prayer, in a song,
I hear your voice and it keeps me hanging on.
Raining down, against the wind,
I'm reaching out till we reach the circle's end.
When you come back to me again.

There's a moment, we all come to,
in our own time and our own space.
Where all that we've done, we can undo,
if our heart's in the right place.

On a prayer, in a song,
I hear your voice and it keeps me hanging on.
Raining down, against the wind,
I'm reaching out till we reach the circle's end.
When you come back to me again.

And again I see my yesterday's in front of me
unfolding like a mystery.
You're changing all that is and used to be.

On a prayer, in a song,
I hear your voice and it keeps me hanging on.
Raining down, against the wind,
I'm reaching out till we reach the circle's end.
When you come back to me again.
When you come back to me again.
........................................~‘When You Come Back To Me Again’ by Garth Brooks

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