Love is when I can't fall asleep because you are on my mind.
Love is impossible to describe, like the taste of water, or like how you taste on lips.
Love is when I wake up wishing it was your arms wrapped around me.
Love is our morning texts and goodnight wishes.
Love is not being able to stop thinking about you, wondering if you are happy.
Love is the worry that comes when you are hurt, wanting to kiss your wounds, even if you are my strong solider.
Love is meeting your gaze and having my heart trip.
Love is laughing with you, our fingers intertwined swinging, wanting nothing more than to be beside you.
Love is not wanting a fut
Writing about someone is like trying to capture a bird in a large flock, you'll catch one but you will never get them all. You will be able to capture that small part of them but you can never find all of them, place everything together so wholly without missing pieces is like trying to capture the clouds.
I. A girl made of fire, her opinions so brazen and true to her soul, yet full of steam.
II. A companion with glimpses of things unseen, head placed down in fits of melancholy that no one can stop. Her words like swords, her friends her enemies.
III. Bold lipstick, hair cut so perfectly placed. Dressed in the best of clothes, a silen
Chapter one of a sorts
Emily
He was the boy, I was the girl. He offered hope where one didn't believe. His friendship was a breath of fresh air.
The friendship was made of chance, something that likely wouldn't have happened. It could have been so easy to have missed the chance which would never led to other things. Things that built upon character.
The friendship started simple, at first seeing each other twice a month. Even at that time I could tell he was something more, and I couldn't help but gaze at him. It made me guilty to want to talk to him more than the boy whom called himself my boyfriend. Like
When faced with an end
a new beginning is seen
When faced with trust
friendship blooms
When faced with coldness
warmth is seeked
When faced with problems
true things are seen
or darkness consumes and hides
When faced with a Romeo & Juliet
will these things die?
Come along and read
I didn't mean to break his heart by XxDeiAmaxX, literature
Literature
I didn't mean to break his heart
I didn't mean it to be like this
don't look at me
with those tears
please
I'm sorry I didn't mean to
break your heart
please stop the tears
Please stop looking
with that tortured gaze
please
I didn't mean to break your heart
My heart pounded
faster then when I liked you
words stuck in my throat
"Let's just be friends"
I'm sorry
that my feelings flew away
like the wind
I'm sorry
please stop crying
I'm sorry that
I don't like your cling-yness
or how you expect a future from me
kids
a house
love
I'm sorry I'm just a kid
just a teen
just like you
please stop crying
You're a wonderful person
he was always speaking
of beauty
but
I'
Love is when I can't fall asleep because you are on my mind.
Love is impossible to describe, like the taste of water, or like how you taste on lips.
Love is when I wake up wishing it was your arms wrapped around me.
Love is our morning texts and goodnight wishes.
Love is not being able to stop thinking about you, wondering if you are happy.
Love is the worry that comes when you are hurt, wanting to kiss your wounds, even if you are my strong solider.
Love is meeting your gaze and having my heart trip.
Love is laughing with you, our fingers intertwined swinging, wanting nothing more than to be beside you.
Love is not wanting a fut
Writing about someone is like trying to capture a bird in a large flock, you'll catch one but you will never get them all. You will be able to capture that small part of them but you can never find all of them, place everything together so wholly without missing pieces is like trying to capture the clouds.
I. A girl made of fire, her opinions so brazen and true to her soul, yet full of steam.
II. A companion with glimpses of things unseen, head placed down in fits of melancholy that no one can stop. Her words like swords, her friends her enemies.
III. Bold lipstick, hair cut so perfectly placed. Dressed in the best of clothes, a silen
I didn't mean to break his heart by XxDeiAmaxX, literature
Literature
I didn't mean to break his heart
I didn't mean it to be like this
don't look at me
with those tears
please
I'm sorry I didn't mean to
break your heart
please stop the tears
Please stop looking
with that tortured gaze
please
I didn't mean to break your heart
My heart pounded
faster then when I liked you
words stuck in my throat
"Let's just be friends"
I'm sorry
that my feelings flew away
like the wind
I'm sorry
please stop crying
I'm sorry that
I don't like your cling-yness
or how you expect a future from me
kids
a house
love
I'm sorry I'm just a kid
just a teen
just like you
please stop crying
You're a wonderful person
he was always speaking
of beauty
but
I'
A message to the broken by Tangled-Tales, literature
Literature
A message to the broken
You drown yourself
in liquid sorrows,
letting the salty mess
burn your wounds,
and the sadness
to drip in your mouth,
consuming your words
and you say
you deserve the pain,
but I want to dry your face,
and whisper in your ear
how the clouds cry too,
while they hold such beauty,
and so do you.
My favorite color is orange. I have been told I'm hyper and bubbly so it's up to you to decide if it's true. I love writing, it's my passion and I really hope to become published when I get older. I have big dreams to travel the world and go to a good collage. May the saints and spirits bless you :D
Okay! Oh I'm so excited! I've come up with a story that was inspired by some true events and things but here it is: Playing Fate. Please support it and let me know if you like it :D And if you have any ideas for a cover for it.
Edit: It's basically a changed idea of Saving Heart, so all's a go.
Two teens meet upon chance and a friendship tenderly grows. It blooms into something more but when faced with a parent will these two stay together? Faced with different religions and threatened with the past will these two get their happy ending, or will their hearts be shattered? And what happens when you go against your protection for so
Hello deviantArt! ~WavesPlz (https://www.deviantart.com/wavesplz) I'm not sure what I really wanted to put here besides a hello and all.
Okay somethings about me so we can be friends. First I really enjoy roleplaying and wouldn't mind joining any rp groups, but I have the tendency to want to go into detailed and being dubbed "hardcore" by my friends >.< really I don't see it but eh, that's life. And now I sound a little weird so I'll stop.