I Don't Know How to Spell Prose version II

I DON’T KNOW HOW TO SPELL PROSE version II There are many ways to write something like this, obviously you can tell by the title, that the first one didn’t work. Let’s go ahead and change format. I’m doing this journal-style. I’m alleviating the flair for the dramatic and leaving that up to you. You will only read a blunt semi-condensed version of what has happened. Will I take some …

…one that’s not a mirage, the one that won’t disappear, and the one that will forgive my mistakes. I’ll extend my hand, she’ll extend hers. In them we’ll have the beams of sunlight we left to be able to remember each other by. We can let those back into the sky and take each other by the hand and break down the walls that we can really have the sun.