War ragged on inside her, sadness and joy battling for control. Neither winning, neither loosing.
It would torment her into a dark depression.
whispered conversation with the quiet rain.
"So what was it like"?!
'IT WAS HORRIBLE'!!!
i can no longer love or like, so thank you!
and vulnerable is when I find I'm most "prickly".
and he did so every night. A rapist.
pretense, illuminating the beautiful truth of our humanity.
With a deeply burdened sigh she sadly hung the sign: "This heart is now closed."
she once more sealed her heart and put the dreams away.
She was aghast at the hobgoblin standing before her.
that kills...but we were too far gone. Together we fell.
She knew it. Hers unconditional. He knew it.
who really loves me, not just how I make him feel
The ability to wipe away the tears and absorb the pain of those I cherish.
Tumble Tumble Tumble Tumble. I fell done a hill.
about how to proceed with this imminent separation.
like a blazing comet out of control.
eyes, he pressed against her, whispering: "Do you trust me?"
because it is priceless if you find it.
Flowing over me and away, and back over another day. Like surf creeping further ashore.
Silent tears slipped from her eyes, joining the river of sorrow flowing from her heart.
Wishing your want was as strong as mine. Wishing your need was found in me.
where weeds and roses coexisted quite peacefully.
and empty inside and nothing anyone says can help ?
and everyone was happy to see love at work
Honeymoon was at the centre of the universe.
She wished that was enough.
I get pretty words hiding ugly, ugly lies.
You are my calm,
your strong arms my haven
and your soft embrace my home.
My longing is a thirst and you are the cool, refreshing water that quenches it.
when u hurt me so bad? i deserve so much better.
held together by far too few fragile bonds ...
she was reminded that the past was not so bad.
that what's alive inside of you is over, because... it isn't.
her demons would scare them all away.
set off fireworks beneath her flushed & reddening skin.
Don’t just whisper to me about the sunset. Stay with me and watch it rise.
and in my heart, wish I could let her go
The beauty of a summer morning brings a wash of thankfulness to one who notices.
Empty and cold waiting to be filled by mistakes.
Neither devil nor angel, she was simply a girl who sometimes had difficulty behaving "properly".
heavens to hear her mother speak.
sometimes her restless soul craved something more, something great, something ...
water. Our love was never meant to be held.
with the brush of your lips.
Looking out the window, sometimes I wonder:
Are you looking out the window, wondering too?
I don't know.
Where this takes us, I don't care.
Don't mean to interrupt your reading,
I just wanted to say, "You're beautiful."Love, BeautifulDreams42
But I really don't like it right now.
just now. I guess not. Maybe it was a ninj-