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I've messed up. Very badly. He's never going to forgive me. I just can't get over the fact that HE DOESN'T WANT ME ANYMORE. He used to.
It's embarrassing that I still think of you. I'm sure you like that. You love attention and you love mine. I know you've completely forgot about me. I want to completely forget about you.
Joey. I love him. But he all ready has a girlfriend. Honey. She's a unicorn. Did I forget to mention that our whole world is made up of mythical creatures. I'm a centaur.
I've only loved one guy. I loved him with all my heart. My feelings for him lasted for 4 whole years. And all the while, he didn't feel the same way. We were never anything more than friends.
Everyone was watching her as she stood frozen in the cafeteria, whispers began to rise & people started to point at this helpless girl.
I can't let him go I want him to see me To love me to hear me To look at me with his eyes Those golden brown eyes that comfort me I want him to make me laugh with his whimsical jokes To soothe my...
I see you in the shadows. Cast on an asphalt street. I see you in music. Hear your voice with every beat. I see your face when I close my eyes. And dream that you sing me to sleep.
Apparently you think you love me. But that can't be true, because, you see You don't know just what you're saying. So quit this stupid joke you're playing. Say your empty lifeless words.
It's my day To shine like I matter She said Under her shallow breath She breathed in the intoxicating perfume In her Dresser drawer Stop Look She said Her lips were red Like the lipstick in...
Unrequited and unfulfilled, I'm not as smart as that girl, I'm not as pretty as the other girl, and the one you were talking about the other day is far nicer than me.
I'm not jealous. I say. My feelings are over and done with. My feelings are tattered and torn. Basically. I learned how to stop caring. Not to stop caring completely. Well you know what I mean.
The Lonely, The Bitter, and The Troubled George the Lonely George sat, his head leaning on the freezing window. His earphones dangled loosely down his sides and into his left pocket.
A wiser man once wrote "If people were rain, I'd be drizzle and she a hurricane." I sat there quietly as these words swarmed around in my head.
It makes no sense, But she lives in a world of consequence. It hurts my love, Since she's the only one I think of. She's made it lawful, She believes she's awful, The truth, Do I make her believe.
Verse one: Standing here all alone, I see you. Breathing as I run home, I brush past you. But you'll never catch me, I'm nothing to you you see.
Love touched me But I fled Don't want to see What lies ahead Faster and faster ... run Lying about another love Lying about you not being the one Faster and faster ...
Diary of a Nice Guy July 10, 2010. 2:38 PM The warm summer air soaked into my clothes, leaving me sweaty and in need of a good shower.
Two years ago I barely even knew your name. Two months ago I vowed I would never want to go out with you. Two weeks ago I was falling hard. Two days ago I was longing for your love.
I watched the fairy lights dance. Twinkling with such a delight. How I longed to be among them, And romanced in the moon light. Dancing among their blinks And kissing in their small shines.
My eyes are the mirror to my soul, If you look you will see my goal. I hope in vain that you will release me from this torment, Someday you will recognise my intent.
You came into my life It was kind of a blur A force to be reckoned with Carrying the scars of her We were mere friends But feeling grew over time I soon realised I had to have you I needed to know...
Dear Comfort. On a calm, rainy day. Whose velvety touch blanketed me in warmth. And washed over my racing, thudding heart. You ran away some nights ago. And left me screaming into my sheets.
((I remember back when... When I told you I struggled with daily life.. Because I questioned my own existence.. When I wondered if I was real..
*Jeremy Tolle lay wake in his bed. A storm crackled outside. He could not sleep this night, nor ever. Unfortunate repercussions of ADD. His lack of attention preceded his rapidly failing grades.