My Someone
Leading my remedy for misery on, I'm building my house of bricks, Isolating myself behind it, Masking an ugly lie from beautiful eyes, Suffocating in these lies, You've blown down my walls and...
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Leading my remedy for misery on, I'm building my house of bricks, Isolating myself behind it, Masking an ugly lie from beautiful eyes, Suffocating in these lies, You've blown down my walls and...
You idiot. What did you do that for. I can't help but wind her up. She's really cute when she's mad at me. For that moment when she's mad at me she's thinking about me and only me.
16-James ~James' POV~ There it was. Ally’s house. I was still pedaling as fast as I could on the little girl bike, toward our houses. I couldn’t believe that I actually was doing this.
It seems a long time since I lived. I mean really lived, instead of just existing, just passing through the mindless drudgery of the daily routine. When I was younger, I was innocent, unsuspecting.
~~~~I know, it's been so long since I've posted some of this.. But they'll get more regular after this.. I hope.
Last night I had a dream From which I did not want to wake I dreamt of my true love The kind you cannot fake I've never met this person Who loved me in my dreams And now these feelings that I...
Do you see. The way I am The way I feel when you're around Do you notice. Things so small Things so simple that make you my all Do you care.
I sit quietly in the oak tree across the river from her house, And wait, patiently, counting birds, clouds and flowers, Until she skips down the steps of her town house Whistling, rushing, ruffling...
I hate feeling like this. Spent my life trying to hide it. But all I can do is remember. Remember you calling my name. No,. You will never walk alone. Again. When. The darkness falls on you.
Yet we are not dating,. I still feel the same,. I feel our love,. Our love in vain,. Yet we are not dating,. We still hold hands,. When you're hands find my waist,. It's hard to pretend,.
A garland of flowers encircle her hair, Sweet smelling, crisp and fair, Awaiting the rescue of her charming prince, From the evil, deceitful dragon's lair. Though she loved him, would he come.
There have not been any 10 minutes in which I have not thought about you, There have not been a single night when there were no tears in my eyes, Even you know, we cannot end. Ever.
Wish you were here,. But you aren't real,. Everythings not clear,. I don't know what I feel,. Please come and take me,. Far away from this place,. So I can touch and see,. Your beautiful face,.
If I wrote you love note. Would you laugh. What if I sung you a song. Would you smile. If I told you I love you. Would you join me. If I wrote a symphony for you. Would you want me.
Opportunities missed. When the opportunity is bliss. And you know you've missed out. When missing is my heart to you. And my mind is being rational. When I'm mental not to have said hello.
If looks could kill,. I defiantly be dead,. Spread on floor,. Your eyes burning into my head,. If looks could kill,. My heart would stop beating,. The words you just said,.
14-James ~James' POV~ “So, uh…what are your hobbies?” Chloe asked me, right after the waiter had taken our orders. I shrugged. “Well…I play football…and, yeah. That’s pretty much it.
It was raining And it doesn't seem real When I stood there waiting For her wounds to heal I was holding an umbrella She was standing in the rain She ignored her umbrella She was there for the...
How do you know when you've found the right one.
Patchwork heart. She stitched it herself. She gave it away. To save someone else. But he didn't want her. He was already in love. With her sister, a beautiful dove. Somehow she got her heart back.
A princess of the deep. With the deepest blue eyes. She lay upon the rocks. Below a vivid hue. A symbol of loyalty, longing and love. Born in September. Poseidon's gift from the gods.
02. "Can we stop being friends?" "Yong..." She is stunned for a moment and then she catches his eyes, so vulnerable. "I hate it. I hate being called your best friend.
Not once do you say a word. Not once do your soft lips part to utter a note. But in so many ways, you say more than I ever could. Inexpressible, yet so undeniable to me.
An overflow of joy Is right now how I feel I am just full of life and light Nothing seems so real.