The feel of your lips haunt me.
They burn their way into my mind.
The feel of your fingers linger on my skin.
Your sent makes my heart beat faster as my mind spins out of control.
I beg in my dreams to feel you next to me once more.
Yet I am hurting because of it.
I do not know how to love you.
My mind wants to know you and my heart wants to love you.
It longs to be near you.
My body desires you above all others and it kills me inside to be away from your heat.
Is there anyway to make my heart stop its wanting?
I dont think so.
Its wanted you for days, hours, minutes, a short lived life time.
Hold me
I feel your skin next to mine. The way it flows over me like a blanket of satin.
Your lips so pink look almost red in the darkness of your room.
As you make your way to sleep.
Your heat is sometimes unbearable, but comforting most of the time.
I feel your arms wrap around me and hold me close.
Your soft, firm hands find my side and lay upon it.
Your eyes lay closed, as your lashes lay perfectly upon your cheeks.
Your long strong legs wrap around mine, as to make sure I don't leave in the middle of the night.
Your slender pale fingers draw circles along my hip.
Your breath is so hot against my skin.
I pull away for a moment and then
It snowed today, it never really does.
It snowed today, and my heart froze.
It snowed today, as I said goodbye to you.
It snowed today, it never really does.
How much pain does it take to break a heart?
How much happiness will bring it back?
How far must I travel to find love?
How many people will break my heart?
How long will it take for me to get over you?
How much further will you hurt me?
How long will this pain last?
Let's laugh till we can't breath.
Let's laugh till our faces are red.
Let's tell each other secrets that we hold dear.
Let's remember these moments for as long as we can.
Let's laugh till we forget what started the whole thing.
Let's laugh till we fall over and start laughing again.
Let's laugh for so long we have to make up more funny things to talk about.
Let's never lose this moment of bliss.
So let's laugh till we cant see straight.
Let's laugh till we lose our voices.
Let's laugh till we feel nothing but joy, just for a little.
Let's just laugh.
Time has flewn by like leaves caught in a updraft.
It pains me to see you.
But I must, your are still someone dear to this pained heart.
Father-time tell me how much time it takes to heal a hurt heart?
Please.
I just want to know.
A day, a week, a year, a life time?
How long must I have to feel this way?
Hopefully not too long.
What is this thing called? by MimikoSanzo, literature
Literature
What is this thing called?
What it this thing called love?
People say it's the most importent thing in one's heart.
But what if you never find this thing called love, would that be wrong?
I dont think so. But i still dont' know what this thing called love is.
Is it when your heart feels like it's going to explod in your chest when you see someone that makes you happy?
Is it like when you feel like your breath will not come to you?
Is that love?
Please tell me.
I want to know.
So if i ever fall into this thing called love, I want to know what to expeat.
Or is that not right?
Is falling love ment to be a suprise?
Let's take a walk.
Just a small one.
Not too long.
I want to tell you a story, a story about the day I fell in love with you.
I want to tell you how the night sky looked, the night I met you.
I want to tell you about the moment's that flew by like the stars in the sky on a cloudless night.
I want to walk and tell you about how my heart feels.
I want to tell you everything that is on my mind.
The pain, all the love, all the things that make me who I am.
I want you to listen to everything that I am saying.
So let's walk for awhile, remember not too long.
Just long enough so I can tell you how I feel and everything that is me.
So ple
Rain falls to the ground like tears from a broken heart.
All is darkened by the wings of death.
Whom has its eyes hidden behind a mask of kindness.
To find loving hearts, and to break them apart.
Never to return to the way they were.
What am i?
What is the real meaning for living? Is it fo find love or find a path?
Am I just a demon in disguise, or a fallen angel that has forgotten to fly?
Am I a real person or a whisper among the wind?
If so , why haven't I been blown away?
And if I am a whisper, what are the words that speak of my name?
What are the paths to be taken?
Is there a right and wrong or two rights and no wrongs?
And which do you take when it comes to you?
If I was an angel and remembered how to fly where would I go?
If I was unwanted, unloved, unforgiven, what would become of the life I am given?
A monster a fallen dove, an abomination among human
You hide and I find, I find and you run.
Like children again, one way to escape reality.
We run and laugh, we fall and cry.
Forgetting these moments is like dying a slow painful death.
The tears will dry and the scrapes will heal.
Over time we will forget, little by little.
The way we hide from ourselves.
And the ways we find out who we are.
So I'll count back from 10 and I'll tell you,
when I'm coming.
9,8,7,6,5 I'll pause and listen.
To when you move, a smile plays
5 I'll start 4,3,2
You know time is almost up,
and you have to make your move.
To stay and be found, or risk it and fight back.
1 I'll yell, knowing you will stay
I love you, but I can not love you.
I want you, but I can not have you.
So I will sit here and watch you.
I know you can see me.
You smile and wave, but never notice the pain it causes me to see you.
You asked if I'm alright, and I say yes.
Just another lie to add.
And you never notice. I sit with you on the bus and you talk or laugh or just sit.
But I sit and stare at you, hoping that one day you would notice all the pain I feel.
But sadly you don't. I don't mind anymore. I still cry a bit, but like you said, "The past is the past and nothing can change that."
I wanted to cry right then and there. But I didn't; I don't want to cry
Goodbye my friend.
Goodbye my love.
Goodbye all the pain I've been though.
Goodbye my heart, so you may never have to breake again.
Goodbye my soul, so you do not have to worry for me.
Goodbye my tears, so you do not have to ever cry for me again.
I will say goodbye to you someday.
I feel pain and hardship. but so do many other people.
But my heart, my soul, my tears can not take anymore.
I will say goodbye to my love once and for all.
So that the love left in my heart may start anew hopfuly.
Never say you love me if you know it's a lie.
Never say "see you later" when you know that we will never see each other again.
Never look me in the eyes and say you missed me when I know you didn't.
Never talk about love when you have known all along that I've been in love with you.
Never say you care if you're just going to hurt me.
Never let me lay next to you and feel your warmth if you're just going to leave me cold.
Never say you'll be there for me when you won't.
Never sit and talk with me if you're just going to leave again.
But please, never tell me you love me.
A name that has no meaning, a name without an end.
Something everlasting.
A dream of true bliss and longing lust.
The one real person behind the mask of darkness.
A name trapped in the wind of ever-night and found only by a hearts true light.
Nothing more nothing less.
A name can mean something of if a longing heart wishes it.
A name for a person and a person with a name.
I KNOW you've a lot of talent... I see it on the walls of your home, and in the sketchbooks you show me...
I look forward with great joy to see where this talent will carry you next!
hey, tomorrow we need to discuss birthday party plans, my parents were asking me about it.
I was thinking; laser show? I know I would want to see one plus some people I have on meh list.