His eyes, flashing in hers, as she saw him go into the unknown. His smile left behind as his eyes covered, she closed her own and out came the tears of not just hers, but the culmination of his eyes as well.
Tag: love
The Perfect Girl
We’ve been together for a long time: we lay in the same bed at night, we bathe together, whenever she goes outside i follow her; i love her, she’s the perfect girl for me.
I wish I met her when I was still alive
Two lost souls
Walking hand in hand through the glistening wet sand, as the water lapped at their feet the young couple did walk without a care in the world. Without warning the surge carried them far out to sea where they were together forever, just a memory of what could have been.
Relationships
You said you loved me and promised that we would be together forever. Now you’re moving to New York for college; what happened to your promise?
She Gets The Last Laugh
Sadly, she laid the two-carat diamond band on the table in front of him. She kissed his cheek and whispered in his ear, ‘I pawned the real one ten years ago, dear, this one is as fake as our marriage was.’
Six months
I’ve always said “I love you” about six months before it being true.
I guess my true love won’t try to pull it from me.
True love
The dreams that seemed no real, the promise unforgotten, and the feeling unsurpassed. That is true love.
Love?
“Love is obsession–”
“–Reciprocated.”
My love.
My love.
You Promised!
He left the dinner table to take the call, but she still heard him say “We’re a go for Epsilon Omega.”
When he returned to the table the building across the street exploded, and she glared as he said, “What, that’s a coincidence!”
Aussie Man, American Woman
He came from the land down under, to an unfamiliar life in the countryside of a new land full of love and understanding which turned to apprehension. Looking in the mirror one day, he said this is not for me so he left that life and just down the road, he met the love of his life and found his salvation in an American woman.
Love me
I understand completely that you love me.
But do you obsessively write about me in little notebooks that will be found after your death?
List
18 year old, 19 year old, 9 months pregnant, all holes, army, audition, banana, barely legal, bed sex, big nipples, bondage, bottle, braces, caning, chained, classy, corset, cute, doggystyle, drooling, dyed hair, electrified, face fucked, fat teen, fitness, foursome, gagged (bite or ball), gloves, hairy arms, hitch hiker, housewife, insertion, jeans, jungle, kitchen, Korean, lactating, lezdom, lollipop, machine fucking, massage, mouthful, nun, nurse, nympho, oldy, oriental, pale, pedal pumping, police, ponyplay, POV (point of view), pregnant teen, pussypump, red bottom, riding, rubber, satin, schoolgirl, skinny, speculum, submissive, tickling, tricked, uniform, university, vacuum torture, waitress, whip, wired pussy, xmas, young.
Oh, and true love.
Miss
I miss you.
I am Cupid and I say who falls in love, not you.
Truthfully illustrated
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Bliss In Your Eyes
I once saw bliss in your eyes which saved me from my demise. But needing you made me realize that loving you made me hollow inside.
Trust
Absent minded as he was, Nigel asked his wife to pack his parachute after she was done loading his backpack with sandwiches, to which she replied, “I’ve only got two hands—I’ll get to it later.” So when at 3500 feet Nigel pulled his cord and out flew six ham and cheese sandwiches and a couple of juice boxes, he was a bit surprised, and a lot dismayed at the sight of his lunch soaring away from him, and the ground rushing toward him; but he showed almost no surprise when his wife dropped from above, snagged him by the arm, and attached him to her harness, all the while saying, “Dreadfully sorry, hon… forgot all about it… forgive me…” and pulling her cord with her free hand.
A shot through the heart
She looked at me with teary eyes. Then she shot me.
Flake of Snow
Before I had you, I was a snowflake— cold, lonely, and lost. Now that I have you, I am in love with the thought that perhaps, just perhaps, we both are
snowflakes holding hands so that when we fall to the snow on the ground, we will fall warmly together in perfect harmony.
My Mistake
I grabbed the once sweet, loving face I used to know. “My mistake,” I said as I slowly walked away.