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The message that you left, Was wrapped too tight, And had no address, But I hold it close, My fingers tear at the silver wrapping, Because I just wasn't ready, For your reasons, For your...
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The message that you left, Was wrapped too tight, And had no address, But I hold it close, My fingers tear at the silver wrapping, Because I just wasn't ready, For your reasons, For your...
#nightdwellers #emotion To really be betrayed means to have a relationship with someone. A proper relationship with strong feelings that are made not to be broken but to last forever.
well I don't care, for mushroom soup. I just want a damn bedroom roof. Some Mac N Cheese, will suit me fair. Just let me in, to share your air. I don't want your grandmothers ring.
Some people say that the truth will hurt for a while but a lie will hurt forever This is wrong for me...
You may think I'm your toy. But believe me boy. I'm not a force of which to be reckoned. I'm not going to be beckoned. I'm not your girl. No I won't give you a twirl. I can handle myself.
#augustwriteaday. I don't mind when you're out. And you give me a shout. To come and get you and your mate. You left me alone. At home on my own. It was downtime, in fact it was great.
Separated from you. Now I'm tore. I'm in two. Why use that figurative speech. My heart has not split or tore. I will not really fall down and die if you walk out that door.
"Jealousy is a disease,. love is a healthy condition,.
I hadn't seen my dad in eight years. He had ran away from my mum, when I was nine. At first mum went through a really hard time, but she gradually got better. "Jones." mum growled.
I always feared that you will go This thought in my head kept going to and fro And now that you are saying you are leaving I want you to stay and I'll go I want you to wake up early everyday Wake...
#acorns I heard rumours, are they true.
"what does this mean?" She was asking. "To the people who know me?" I replied. She nodded slightly. "Nothing" I replied which earned a earnest smile from her. "Okay" was her smiling reply.
We'll be fine, Winds roaring Don't worry, Let my love feel like its soaring. I'm your king And your beggar, Trying to keep the child from crying, Emotions like the weather.
Love is mysterious Love is great Love is infectious Love doesn't hesitate But love, is nothing Nothing without hate.
Would you ever bring the rain. To cool me. Or would you set alight my pain. To fool me. Could you quench the fire. Inside me. Or would you fan your own desire. Deride me. Would you stand so tall.
So I've just been for coffee with the best mate to discuss everything and anything and we were chatting mainly about our relationship car crashes and between us we summed it up like this: Rach: We...
#youngwritershousehold. At first you stared,. I was cautious of you,. Not like you cared,. One day we paired,. You asked me up front,. And the secret you shared,. I fell for you quite fast,.
The person that makes you laugh when you have had a bad day The person that makes you smile when you honestly think you can't cry any harder.
My love for you is endless, I can't say goodbye. My heart stops without you, please don't make me cry.
As your hand trails around my shoulder, The flames between us glow and smoulder, I feel you edging in, holding me so close, In the comfort of your arms, I have no...
Several men are in the locker room of a golf club. A cell phone on a bench rings and a man engages the hands free speaker-function and begins to talk. Everyone else in the room stops to listen.
It's getting late. Why you gotta be here. Beside me. Watching, needing, wanting me. I'm afraid, (Don't Be) I'm afraid, (Don't Be) I'm so scared that you'll hurt me, twice.
My love for you still lives in chains that bind. Unmet expectations torturing my mind. Same promises, year after year after year. Devoid of intention It's finally clear.
~Ian~ "What the hell?" I hissed. "Alyssa... Um, why exactly are you here?" "I met Lei," she looked at me. Our eyes met, there was a look of something in her eyes, guilt. Regret. An apology.