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Your words are beautiful but bittersweet. They prompt a rush of feeling. I'm lying here at 5am, Staring blankly at the ceiling.
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Your words are beautiful but bittersweet. They prompt a rush of feeling. I'm lying here at 5am, Staring blankly at the ceiling.
Long distance There's only so many songs That I can sing to pass the time And I'm running out of things to do To get you off my mind Ooohh,n All i have is this picture in a frame That I hold...
A single tear drop, Carrying vast amounts of pain, Sliding down slowly, Lonely, So then others come out, And join it down the decline, Suddenly like a waterfall, Running down my face, Why is it...
Please wake me in the morn. Before you take your leave. Not a minute we should waste. When you're close I need not sleep. I need your eyes. I need your lips. I need your gaze. I need your kiss.
With one quick blink the time has gone, an era past, time to move on. Your suitcases packed, furnishings gone, spaces created, so long.
He Is There He Is Always There Going T H R O U G H your H E A D Sleepless nights spent in bed Thinking Thinking ...
We'll take the morning by the hand. Though we're apart, I understand. I'll spend some time in wonderland. And dream a little dream of us. We walk alone, mid-afternoon.
I looked into his eyes Seeing naught but fire I Reached back with ice My defence to warn him How weak the link between us He shone- oh, how he shone In face and so much in life And when I last...
We danced together, you and I Under the stars, across the sea. You swore to me on Earth and sky, That torn apart we'd never be. I sang to you, near all the day, Under the stars, across the sea.
#myfavouriterepost. We've known for some time this heartache was coming. Waking up on opposite sides of the bed every morning. Pretending the love still burns in the light of a youthful flame.
Look through this dark window Through it you can see my soul There is only a small glow The rest is a gaping hole Here in this place, I am missing a face This realization is tainted with distaste...
My Fallen Angel. Part 2. You were up there waiting. To high for me to see. To high for mountain peaks to reach. To high to touch the sea. I'm waiting down here all alone.
It's taking its time and taking a toll. But soon it'll be so worth it all. Those days of talking through a machine. And only holding each other in a dream. They'll be long gone Best forgotten.
"Take all the time you need, my love. I know that things are tough. Though being apart hurts my heart, For now this is enough." "Your dreams are mine as well, you know. For you I want the best.
I must be strong - I tell myself I have be brave - I say to myself I will not cry - I scream at myself I can go on - I shake myself To live without you is crippling. To sleep without you is...
Dedicated to my best friend who I might have to leave to move to Dubai.
'Please don't cry' 'This ain't goodbye' Well why's my smile amiss. This feels like a goodbye kiss, 'We'll meet again so soon' 'And forget this moments gloom' But your touch sends me amiss.
Don't cry. This is not a goodbye. Your smile I will surely miss. But this ain't a goodbye kiss. One day I will see you again. And we'll forget this moment's pain. Your touch I will surely miss.
Like a fire cold. Like a spiral straight to nowhere. Like a lost arrow. The seed never grows. We missed out on another. Time to find one another. Can’t let it go, let me go.
So long ago we met Those warm summer days When the waters we laid by reflected the gorgeous sun rays Your eyes fixed on mine And mine on yours as well Oh those eyes.
#acrostic C an't hold you tight H ave to let you go A nd maybe when the time is right L ove between us will grow.
The rising of old Suns, blazing in the vespertine sky, Thorough my window, burst wide Brings back a thousand sensations I have not felt Since before I last saw your tall, dark figure Disappearing...
The clock goes tick. Too slowly to tock. As I wake your on my mind. I check to see if its morning time. The clock goes tick. Too slowly to tock. Start by jumping in the shower.
Nose pressed to the cold glass Can this be real... This can't last?. I'm losing you, my best friend. We can try to ignore it, try to pretend. But I'm on one side, and your on the other.