Our eyes catch. My heart fights to get away.
I’m scared of what she’ll say. I’m scared of what I’ll do.
I built the swing for two. Yet it carries only one.
I leaned in to kiss him for the first time, and when our lips touched I felt the sensation of cold marble against my skin. I woke up with my lips against his headstone, realizing I had been sleepwalking again.
Her eyes are like a thousand autumn leaves being swept across a snowy landscape by a cold breeze that chills my heart. I am a victim of a force of nature, loving what cannot love me in return.
She wrapped her little arms around me as I pushed the four wheeled machine to higher speeds. I felt as if I could fly just from the excitement, but I dare not, for I did not know if wings had grown on her heart like they grown had on mine.
There’s is nothing more beautiful than the words that escape a person’s mouth when they are in a state of love. Destroy that love, and their mouths will be silenced for eternity.
Bessie, my white-faced golden retriever, trotted over to greet me with a smile and a wagging tail as she always does. She’s the best dog I’ve ever had, and I only wish I was still alive so I could give her the belly rub she so rightfully deserves.
I wish you knew just how I feel, how you are the only thing on my mind all day, how much I love you, love the way you smell, the way you look when you sleep.
Some of these days I really should introduce myself to you.
I hate most people – I hate their smell, I hate their voices, I hate their sad and depressing stories, I hate how they try to control me, how they try to make me do things, how they try to persuade me to kill myself, but honestly, the one who I hate most is my mother, she should care about me, not laugh at those idiocies, while who-knows-what kind of supstance goes down her digestive system, again. My mother is a pregnant woman, and once I’m born, I will kill them all.
On the first morning that Harriet woke up next to the young tan man beside her who barely spoke a word of English, she worried to herself, “Have I made a foolish mistake?”. 35 years of mornings later and she smiled as she watched the sleeping tan man in her life lay next to her, and she reveled in knowing that it was the best foolish mistake she had ever made.
They say the accident took your memory of us.
So why is it you still hate me so much?
People thought he traveled to get away. It turns out he was a pilgrim, always searching, always seeking, always homeward bound.
You promised that you would never end the it by choice. You chose.
The boy altered the course of a river and petted a dragon and built a house of rubies as these were the only three wishes of his beloved. The girl still chose another guy over him because she had a fourth wish of breaking someone’s heart.
Margaret waited for Bill for 10 years. He didn’t notice.
When I think of you I miss you. When I’m with you, I miss myself.
I admire you for knowing when to walk away. But I despise you for actually doing so.
I just wish you took to me like you take to the 20 pack in your chest pocket. I crave for the day you wrap your lips around words, not a 3inch illuminated Marlboro.
Let me have her, you can’t love her as I do. No one could.