what you were telling me..."
and rightdoing, there is a field. I'll meet you there.
whether I live or die. Please spare me, don't pick up the knife.
she once more sealed her heart and put the dreams away.
and she felt the sharp sting of cupid's bow.
than this blade, why do you cause me so much pain?
"I want to die in my sleep," he sighed. "You will," she replied smiling smugly.
but know that you're the one that really missed out
when the rain is pouring down.
pretense, illuminating the beautiful truth of our humanity.
Yet, he comes and lights mine!!
People come and people go but my power over you is forever, I am omnipotent.
Honeymoon was at the centre of the universe.
me. Long distance. You betrayed me.
and nourished with love is preferred over chocolates or gifts.
set off fireworks beneath her flushed & reddening skin.
but she thinks. She writes. It is good!
Looking out the window, sometimes I wonder:
Are you looking out the window, wondering too?
that kills...but we were too far gone. Together we fell.
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.
The ability to wipe away the tears and absorb the pain of those I cherish.
as she leaned and kissed his soft lips.
when all that your eyes see is darkness.
my heart. I pray your love never departs.
You are my calm,
your strong arms my haven
and your soft embrace my home.
I'm honoured to share the intimacy of your tears.
For the heart that's meant for you, none of that matters
weakness. Maybe your lack of fire and compassion is.
like a blazing comet out of control.
Sometimes she still felt like a little girl, who dreamed of running away from home.
Frozen in a snapshot of time. Peaceful contentment.
and it is only you God carried. Only you.
held together by far too few fragile bonds ...
must remember to stay there.
Tonight I will finally end my life. Die. Die.
Her heart is broken. Be strong he said.
we touch upon one another through the brilliant fragments of our memories...
Don’t just whisper to me about the sunset. Stay with me and watch it rise.
She was aghast at the hobgoblin standing before her.
eyes, he pressed against her, whispering: "Do you trust me?"
The beauty of a summer morning brings a wash of thankfulness to one who notices.
whispered conversation with the quiet rain.
And you are better, Mom."
That is my northern star.🌠
With a deeply burdened sigh she sadly hung the sign: "This heart is now closed."
with the brush of your lips.
touch me with ur hands. just don't touch my heart.
and not making excuses anymore. Real change comes from within.
Neither devil nor angel, she was simply a girl who sometimes had difficulty behaving "properly".
Wishing your want was as strong as mine. Wishing your need was found in me.
The lion decided to make him lunch.