Sometimes she still felt like a little girl, who dreamed of running away from home.
Don’t just whisper to me about the sunset. Stay with me and watch it rise.
With a deeply burdened sigh she sadly hung the sign: "This heart is now closed."
must remember to stay there.
For the heart that's meant for you, none of that matters
brimming with affection and closeness; plain to see...
like a blazing comet out of control.
the window but I'm not going answer.
"I want to die in my sleep," he sighed. "You will," she replied smiling smugly.
And you are better, Mom."
That is my northern star.🌠
but know that you're the one that really missed out
whether I live or die. Please spare me, don't pick up the knife.
Flowing over me and away, and back over another day. Like surf creeping further ashore.
touch me with ur hands. just don't touch my heart.
she once more sealed her heart and put the dreams away.
My longing is a thirst and you are the cool, refreshing water that quenches it.
Don't mean to interrupt your reading,
I just wanted to say, "You're beautiful."Love, BeautifulDreams42
and she felt the sharp sting of cupid's bow.
only by the blackness in your soul.
I'm honoured to share the intimacy of your tears.
Looking out the window, sometimes I wonder:
Are you looking out the window, wondering too?
weakness. Maybe your lack of fire and compassion is.
but I know how it ends with her.
what you were telling me..."
and rightdoing, there is a field. I'll meet you there.
You are my calm,
your strong arms my haven
and your soft embrace my home.
set off fireworks beneath her flushed & reddening skin.
Wishing your want was as strong as mine. Wishing your need was found in me.
Teach me how to laugh again.
Honeymoon was at the centre of the universe.
The ability to wipe away the tears and absorb the pain of those I cherish.
and not making excuses anymore. Real change comes from within.
that kills...but we were too far gone. Together we fell.
People come and people go but my power over you is forever, I am omnipotent.
but the serpent of temptation
i know now id be better of dead.
held together by far too few fragile bonds ...
but learned I'll never be free to truly be me.
pretense, illuminating the beautiful truth of our humanity.
you can't image the line between pleasure and prison.
Neither devil nor angel, she was simply a girl who sometimes had difficulty behaving "properly".
candlelight, or shining like a splendid torch?
than this blade, why do you cause me so much pain?
For who you are
and who you are TO ME...
Yet, he comes and lights mine!!