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Full Time Loversas magnetic as poetry,
your personality seeps out through your smile.
without a word you've established yourself as worthy of my time
cheap drinks and trashy bars may not be ideal for love,
but we came together nonetheless
the butterflies are endless
the fireworks don't cease
face it - your hand belongs in mine
you breathe so loudly when you eat
you always make a mess
your compliments are so cliché
but please don't let them stop
we both have our flaws
and we both have our quirks
....but in the end we make it work
tangled up in love with you
there's no place I'd rather be.
you are the Peter to my Lois
and don't you dare change that
deep fried chocolate and movie rentals
organic soda and hotel pens
we're making history every day
soft sweaters and confusing belts
thousands of fish and unanswered texts
let's take the bull by the horns
out of sight, out of mind?
or will distance make your heart grow fonder?
that's a chance I'm willing to take
you'll still be my love song
and you'll sti
The VerdictI am so much more than this place will let me be.
I am the creature of the night with a very troubled past.
I am the once naive angel who hungers for his touch.
I am the girl whose emotions are too large for her heart
and I am the one you never expect to cry
cheerful by popular demand
I'm sick of all these masks
playing dress-up with a smile is truly overrated
expose me for who I am
a collection of good intentions and low self-esteem
you have already broken many hearts
but all I leave are dents
I am the need to please in human form
yet all you have is doubt
...you'll choke on your own remorse before the day is through
give it up while you have a choice
you have already been convicted of the crime that never was.
try fidelity one more time and don't bother pleading the fifth
I will no longer be your alibi
you have already committed open heart purgery
AbusedHer breath painted a masterpiece along the icy windowpane as a faded memory had its way with her mother.
He was only supposed to exist in a fairytale gone wrong -- chilling stories told through shortened breaths and a persistent stutter.
Suddenly the life of her one and only guardian depended on her ability to pick a lock.
Normally being locked out would mean a break from reality -- a time out in the game of life.
Normally she patiently waited on the other side, knowing it would eventually be opened.
This time she wasn't so sure.
Fists of what she could've sworn were steel destroyed everything they touched.
The Midas touch had backfired and taken the form of her father.
We tell ourselves that we will be there for the people we love through thick and thin -- that we will protect them in their time of need.
It wasn't until today that she realized she really did love her mother.
Watching a fight scene too cruel for the cinema, all she wanted to do was go back in time.
...to tell her that
White Noiseyou're cynical
you're everything I'm not
religious cliches stay close to my heart
but to you they're just white noise
the sweet to your sour
the bark to your bite
I'm the joke that never gets old
life in the fast lane
slow in the sack
my self worth is no longer measured by your love
frugal with money and carefree with words,
it's okay to splurge on a muzzle
razor sharp eyes and silky smooth skin
oh wait, that wasn't you.
...smiles always fade just a little bit quicker when you were faking it all along.
make-ups and break-ups
these eyes have seen it all.
you'll wander in so unprepared,
and then I'll watch you fall.
EquationsI used to stalk the memory of you
now it's only sleep
I used to ache for just one kiss
now I've forgotten the taste
my pain might be stereotyped,
my emotions overlooked
...this is of little matter since you've given me immunity
blissful encounters and painful addictions,
you've taken it all away
the death of my soul gave birth to your ego
...I doubt you've gotten far
the possibility of re-incarnation keeps my optimism in check
but rest assured I'm not waiting on your call
once upon a time,
our lives were parallel.
now they're not even perpendicular.
rise over run,
at least my slope is positive.
mind over matter
head over heels
I fill my room with thoughts of you
to make it feel like heaven
to make it feel like home
you're number one on my to-do list
I can't stop driving
but there's nowhere to go
I can't stop crying
but there's no one to hold
excessive mixed signals and unspoken kind words
our friendship is nothing more than tear stains on bed sheets
our existence is nothing more than a lie
everything I've waited for is hidden in your smile
and every fantasy I've ever had is summarized by you
I can't break free of your spell
but I've never actually tried.
dreamstatecandles shiver, too bright to brave
fading into night and their delicate
pin tip wicks flicker-flash,
dancing in the ocean-tide winds
betraying the presence of
your ghostly breath
you sneak in like a whisper
(you didn’t use to be so quiet)
but now you tip-toe, weaving fog across
mirror edges in my mind and
you are just a moment
past midnight; three (strike.. strike.. strike..)
it is too late to resurrect you
the love-linger of your warm skin
atop mine or revive our
skewed dependent cycle of your
breath in my crushed rose lungs or relive
memories more faded than
darling, it is too late, let me sleep;
I’ll dream of you anyways
YouYou are my why
You are why I want to be here
You are why I love this place
And every day when i see your face
You brighten each day
When you say hello to me
But I cant tell you
How could I tell you
Just what you mean to me
But I cant just leave it be
So I write this for you
With all my sad and sorrow
With hope that tomorrow
My heart wont ache
And my heart wont cry
That this longing will be gone
So my soul can rest once more
But it wont work
Because without you, I'm lost
Without you,I'm like a cold frost
But with you here
I have nothing to fear
And I hate to say it
Because then it's true
I love you.
creepypasion(fanfic ben x jeff) capitulo 10Capítulo 10: la carta de violeta.
Luego de haber tomado un baño y de haberse vestido ben entro a su habitación, se encontró con un desastre que había hecho violeta; sus videojuegos estaban regados por el suelo, sus distintas consolas estaban desordenadas, su ropa rota y en mal estado, y se notaba que habían estado saltando en su cama.
-¡JEFF, VEN A VER LO QUE HIZO TU AMIGA!- grito ben con rabia
Jeff llego al cuarto y se sorprendió al ver el desastre del cuarto, de seguro que ben lo obligaría a limpiar todo. Entonces vio que sobre la cama de ben había un sobre pequeño adornado con la flor que usaba violeta cuando la conoció.
-¿Qué es eso?- dijo Jeff acercándose para tomar el sobre
-es una carta pero ¿Qué hace aquí en mi cuarto?-dijo ben sentándose en la cama
Jeff saco su cuchillo y con el abrió el sobre del cual saco una cadena de oro con el nombre d
Love isn't beautiful,
Nor isn't bad,
It is usually both,
A mixture of feelings,
Some people decide to show love with care,
Others want to be selfish and make them do all the work,
It never works out...
Some people wake up in the morning feeling good inside,
To cherish their love for the person they love most.
Some people wake up and wish they can start over,
To die and wake up to a new life.
To start over.
Love is hot,
Love is cold,
Love is poison.
Love is evil,
When love is good,
But what is important is.....
Love isn't perfect
Sunlight VS. ShadowsDarling,
I love you
I love the way you laugh
When I say something funny without trying
The way you smile
Although you don't do that often
The way you try to romance me
With those silly, adorable pickup lines
You always seem to make me blush
You always have a way to make me smile
But now you have her...
Another girl you really like
Another sun to light up your world
Is her sunlight brighter than mine?
Is my light fading on you?
But I'm happy for you
I really am...
I'm glad you have someone to make you smile
I'm happy someone can make you laugh more than I do
I wish you good luck
I'll wish upon that shooting star
For you to have a better life
With that girl who will actually be there for you
I'm better sinking into the shadows
Shall I just move on?
Shall I fade into the night?
Where I will be hidden forever?
It's not like I have a chance
Or anyone else
So please, my love
Will you answer these questions for me?
Shall I leave or stay?
Shall I move on with the feelings
TouchI don't want to get used to the words you whisper in my ear
Or breathlessly sigh into my mouth
I don't want to get used to the touches that you give me when sun hasn't rised yet
And the touches you give me just before I fall asleep
I want it so my cheeks blush either bright red or turn pale in the cold air
So that my hair flies in the unforgiving wind and passionate fire burns my skin
So that I never forget what your true love feels like
And how much damage your anger can do to my soul
I want you so badly to suprise me like you did that cold morning
Planting kisses like flowers on my cheeks
And carrying me through the colorful meadows for two hours
I don't want to get used to you.
Home is Wherever I'm With YouThumping hearts speaking in the silence of the night,
Your skin tingles under my fingertips
And I feel at home.
Twirling a soft, midnight strand of your hair,
Your gentle eyes illuminate a song of happiness
Breathing my words of devotion in your ear to you and only you,
I feel at home.
Protecting you from the thorns of life,
Convincing you that you shine brighter than any star in God’s sky,
I feel so alive with you by my side.
Invested in you and only you,
I feel the warmth of your body in my embrace,
And I’m home.
high on life and more than a little love drunk,
our hiatus has reached an end
you've worn out my heart --
it keeps finding its way back into my throat
you've worn out my stomach --
the butterflies still refuse to leave
your kiss reminds me that I'm capable of falling in love
...all over again with you
I'm a work in progress,
you're an overlooked masterpiece
a man with a message,
you're making great time
the sinners have it easy,
it's the saints who do the work
I won't close you in and I won't cut you out
(please do me the same courtesy)
our love is so comfortable
...and this is how it's supposed to be.
EasterRemember what you love,
you with sand in your teeth
and the feral burn of hunger
in your eyes.
God sends his regrets.
He made you grasping and slow,
in a late hour
when the wine washed low.
Remember what you love.
Fall to your knees in the toss
and the swell, quell
the appetite of the cold black sea.
Beg blessings for your home
and the salt-sick trees.
Reach what lies near:
the fat-faced child, the sweet-soft lamb;
tether the tantrum, trickle the blood.
Offer psalms to what is holy,
whisper the name of what you love
as it bobs in the bleak mad sea.
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