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And that's when I realised it was my fault,. I just don't deserve someone like you,. Somebody who doesn't have long left here,. And deserves to go out with a bang,. At least once,.
It's been such a long time. Patience has not been a friend of mine. I've waited for you but you don't know it. You've never seen me , yet I'm right in front of your eyes.
It hurts to know that you are liking/enjoying the attention from others and not from me. But, I've also come to realise that you only see me, when stripped of all the fancy words, as a friend.
That night I went to my aunts grave. I sat there in her favourite dress of mine, a rich cream coloured dress that I knew Nate loved too. I put down a white rose, as I did whenever I went there.
She sat there sipping on her diet coke. Like butter wouldn't melt and cheese might choke,. So cool and pretty,and pure as new snow. Click of her fingers and round the world I would go,.
Currently, I can't wrap my head around the situation due to its surroundings. Too many distractions, how do I know which way to go. Get lost or get it together. Everything has opposites.
I could not be more certain But my love is yet untold I want to dry your tears To hug you when you're cold I want to be your sweetheart The answer to a prayer I want see you happy To show you that...
I feel so unmade like there's a load missing are you my missing piece I doubt that I'm beginning to fade, is it the memory of us kissing, that's keeping my mind at peace, feel so incomplete I'm...
This one's a little bit shorter, because there wasn't much of a gap, enjoy!: The next day at school was awkward.
I headed back to the dorms that evening, and got changed into some other clothes.
I gazed across the room at him, his golden hair gleaming as he made his way across the classroom.
I feel stupid for saying those things. Saying that I wanted to meet another guy, when really you were the one I wanted. Now everything is messed up. You don't like me anymore, I still like you.
Just when I think. I might be getting. Over this thing. I see you again. Stunningly beautiful. In your flares. With stubble. Zeppelin T-shirt. And messy hair. You reopen the wound. Reignite the flame.
I want to hate you As kind, friendly and fun As you are The fact he thinks so Makes me want to Hate you Even though You have been Nothing but a friend.
I'm sitting here on my couch, Not knowing what to do. Then I just thought "what the hell, I'll just write about you.
I want to be that girl.... That can break your heart, but you'll always welcome back I want to be that girl.... That will make you ache when she's gone I want to be that girl....
You are memorable, because you were different. Past tense. I am forgettable because I am the same. Present. ...hardly a gift but current nonetheless. You were one I wanted to believe.
Tap, tap, tap. I sit up in my bed. Tap, tap, tap. Crawl to my window ledge. Tap, tap, tap. I see you throwing stones. Tap, tap, tap. I yell: "I don't want to hear it anymore!" Tap, tap, tap.
Well, to really end these things, I had a crush on one of our facilitators last LTPS. Yes crush. And yes, I know it sounds like high school. But... Idk.
never felt so lonely. never felt so unwanted. never felt comfortable in my own skin. never stopped wishing I was someone else. never will stop loving the wrong guys.
The first day that we met Is a day I won't forget If I live to be a hundred years or more.
Hey, I dreamed about you. I dreamed about you last night, Since you left out of my sight. In dream, I met my old mate, she told me she'd got a new boyfriend.
Why is it that I often daydream, or rather yearn about being yours again. Why do I keep missing when you would actually try and make an effort to talk to me.
On a snowy mountain-top bare, something lingered in a darkened lair. A face as white as the snow, and a deep double fur-coat treasured by King Crow.