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I opened the door, she saw me with someone else and then started to walk away. I didn't know whether to let her go or chase after her.
Sometimes we wonder why certain things happen. Truth be told I have. But one think I've caught myself tripping over is how.
Ive been having trouble communicating; stuck in this bubble while I sit here waiting; my heart was cold but now I've thawed it out; this warmth unfolds I've thought this out; if theres one thing that...
Ive been having trouble communicating; stuck in this bubble while I sit here waiting; my heart was cold but now I've thawed it out; this warmth unfolds I've thought this out; if theres one thing that...
She has her own special way. Of turning around my terrible day. She makes all the bad things go away. The second that she says hey. And when I look into her eyes. I see pure beauty with no disguise.
(For Tara, I wish he knew ...) How do you feel when she says hi. When you walk away without a bye. You keep her awake at night Speaking to you brings her fright She's hung up ...
#BeginningRhymes She decided she didn't care Me, I was the one that was there You didn't notice, you didn't see Do you even see the real me.
I just need to complain to someone...not my usual write I open the word document and begin to type what I should; boring, formal, meaningless sentences on a topic I could care less about.
What I wouldn't give to be in your arms, The only place where I'm safe from harms; But you're too busy holding her, 'Cause she's the one that you prefer.
There are things that I have done and things I have undone. There are people that I have won and others who were just gone. There are times when I run and times where I stare at the sun.
Oh my darling let me hold you close in my arms, To keep you from the hatred many portray. I don't want you to feel like an outcast.
Is it a problem that I feel the way I do When all along I've swearing by you That you were the only, the first and the last When another girl stood just fair out of grasp You had left me; that's...
The jolly pair trotted ahead, bumping elbows, completely engrossed in each other. He said something and she threw her head back laughing a brilliant clear laugh, white neck exposed to the night.
I pine for you, in some convoluted way; Scores of lines I've felt, but them I never say.
So many things to do, Yet such little time, I cant even think straight, Cause I'm wishing you were mine. I'm too caught up, In my little fantasy, That maybe one day, You'll notice the real me.
That nickname You gave me Will never die. As long as I love you, I will always cry. For better Or for worse I want you To be mine, Because every time You smile, It makes My heart shine.
Tonight. My arms are here to stay. Tonight. I'll love you in every way. Tonight. My love calls in the silent sky. Tonight. We'll wonder when and why. Tonight. My heart will, skip a beat. Tonight.
The next couple of days, she kept her distance from me. I was a little frustrated so I went to my other best friend who I could tell anything to; Ana.
How can I know that nothing will ever happen between us. How can I know that on some level you don't feel the same as mee. How can I accept the fact that you don't love me, even a little bit.
There was once a boy and a girl that were absolutely crazy for each other. They understood everything about each other; they were a perfect couple.
"Hey." I looked at the text from Paul. "Hey." We started talking. At first the conversation was casual. But then... "I know why you were mad" he said. I opened my mouth.
Sally came in and hugged me tight. "What's going on?" She whispered. I told her about what Paul had done when she'd been in the kitchen. She stared at me, shaking her head.
You say you see beauty. You say you see amazing. When I ask who your talking about. You always say me. I'm so confused. I don't know what we are. Is it friends or something more.
H ow can you be so perfect. E nough cruelty to be a demon but. Loving kindness and humor what kind of. P erson am I that I should. L ove someone so out of reach.