as she leaned and kissed his soft lips.
But I really don't like it right now.
my heart. I pray your love never departs.
but know that you're the one that really missed out
must remember to stay there.
held together by far too few fragile bonds ...
touch me with ur hands. just don't touch my heart.
and she felt the sharp sting of cupid's bow.
The lion decided to make him lunch.
Her heart is broken. Be strong he said.
when the rain is pouring down.
but learned I'll never be free to truly be me.
when all that your eyes see is darkness.
whether I live or die. Please spare me, don't pick up the knife.
The ability to wipe away the tears and absorb the pain of those I cherish.
People come and people go but my power over you is forever, I am omnipotent.
and not making excuses anymore. Real change comes from within.
that kills...but we were too far gone. Together we fell.
Looking out the window, sometimes I wonder:
Are you looking out the window, wondering too?
sometimes her restless soul craved something more, something great, something ...
My body aches. My soul is on fire.
Flowing over me and away, and back over another day. Like surf creeping further ashore.
and rightdoing, there is a field. I'll meet you there.
Silent tears slipped from her eyes, joining the river of sorrow flowing from her heart.
with the brush of your lips.
Frozen in a snapshot of time. Peaceful contentment.
like a blazing comet out of control.
Honeymoon was at the centre of the universe.
Sometimes she still felt like a little girl, who dreamed of running away from home.
With a deeply burdened sigh she sadly hung the sign: "This heart is now closed."
Tonight I will finally end my life. Die. Die.
The beauty of a summer morning brings a wash of thankfulness to one who notices.
Neither devil nor angel, she was simply a girl who sometimes had difficulty behaving "properly".
eyes, he pressed against her, whispering: "Do you trust me?"
I'm honoured to share the intimacy of your tears.
You are my calm,
your strong arms my haven
and your soft embrace my home.
pretense, illuminating the beautiful truth of our humanity.
than this blade, why do you cause me so much pain?
only by the blackness in your soul.
Yet, he comes and lights mine!!
For the heart that's meant for you, none of that matters
she once more sealed her heart and put the dreams away.
we touch upon one another through the brilliant fragments of our memories...
Teach me how to laugh again.
My longing is a thirst and you are the cool, refreshing water that quenches it.
whispered conversation with the quiet rain.
but she thinks. She writes. It is good!
And you are better, Mom."
That is my northern star.🌠
and nourished with love is preferred over chocolates or gifts.
"I want to die in my sleep," he sighed. "You will," she replied smiling smugly.