The bitter cold swarms around my body, leaving my cheeks with no feeling and cracked lips. I sniff, breathe in and continue walking... the sound of your laughter draws me in. I imagine you in my arms, the smell of your hair, your head against my chest... but that image is quickly shuttered away once I see him. Him. That should be me, I should be the one making you smile. How do I persuade you into thinking better of me? How do I even get you to look at me? I walk far away from the beach, where you sit and star at the stars, into the woods. As I trudge along I light a smoke, realizing the perfect plan... ahh this is it. Small twigs
My hand is in yours, like it's molded for me.
You never want to talk about yourself, always about me.
But the way your green eyes glow, the way you make me feel...
It's you that keeps me alive.
I know you've never loved your laugh or the way your voice sounds,
The way your smile curves and the way it compliments your little nose
The little hum you do when I rest my head on your chest
These things make my love grow for you more and more each day.
I want you to keep this in mind,
We're meant to be
And it will all soon make sense to you.
What's meant to be will be.
You'll never treat yourself the way I wish you would,
Even if you tell me I
Perfect.
That word rings in my ears and keeps me from sleep. Do I have to be perfect to please? Why does everyone have to be perfect?
I look down at my hands which are small, yet are so very strong. How could these things hold so many people up... yet always let's me down?
People on the streets walk in their new suits, skirts and make up, looking their best and acting perfect.
But wait!
Stop!
There's someone in that crowd walking towards me. They don't look perfect, non shaved, messy hair, old scarf, beat up jacket and finger less gloves. He has two coffees in his hands, he sits next to me, looks me in the eye for a few seconds to show
Soft breathing,
Eyes flutter,
The darkness comes once again,
Though this darkness is familiar,
It welcomes me back with opened arms.
Heart pounds,
Eyes flash open,
Light surrounds me,
Pupils dilate,
I reach out to you and you take my hands in yours.
"I'm blind, I'm def, I'm mute, but with you, I can see the world, I can hear the never ending song of your heart beat, I can speak these very words..."
Your eyes fill with moisture, and diamonds roll down your cheeks.
Trembling fingers quickly wipe them away.
I try to speak... but the only sound that came out was a jumble of noises,
"I love you."
I look at the sky and smile, you ask me if I wanna stay a while.
I say yes... I'm you're damsel in distress.
I ask you forever, you asked if I would leave, my answer is never.
You looked me in the eyes, you're my angel in disguise
I will always forgive and never forget, because you are my one true love, my angel sent from above.
Eternity will never be enough for me, because we were meant to be.
The bitter cold swarms around my body, leaving my cheeks with no feeling and cracked lips. I sniff, breathe in and continue walking... the sound of your laughter draws me in. I imagine you in my arms, the smell of your hair, your head against my chest... but that image is quickly shuttered away once I see him. Him. That should be me, I should be the one making you smile. How do I persuade you into thinking better of me? How do I even get you to look at me? I walk far away from the beach, where you sit and star at the stars, into the woods. As I trudge along I light a smoke, realizing the perfect plan... ahh this is it. Small twigs
My hand is in yours, like it's molded for me.
You never want to talk about yourself, always about me.
But the way your green eyes glow, the way you make me feel...
It's you that keeps me alive.
I know you've never loved your laugh or the way your voice sounds,
The way your smile curves and the way it compliments your little nose
The little hum you do when I rest my head on your chest
These things make my love grow for you more and more each day.
I want you to keep this in mind,
We're meant to be
And it will all soon make sense to you.
What's meant to be will be.
You'll never treat yourself the way I wish you would,
Even if you tell me I
Perfect.
That word rings in my ears and keeps me from sleep. Do I have to be perfect to please? Why does everyone have to be perfect?
I look down at my hands which are small, yet are so very strong. How could these things hold so many people up... yet always let's me down?
People on the streets walk in their new suits, skirts and make up, looking their best and acting perfect.
But wait!
Stop!
There's someone in that crowd walking towards me. They don't look perfect, non shaved, messy hair, old scarf, beat up jacket and finger less gloves. He has two coffees in his hands, he sits next to me, looks me in the eye for a few seconds to show
Soft breathing,
Eyes flutter,
The darkness comes once again,
Though this darkness is familiar,
It welcomes me back with opened arms.
Heart pounds,
Eyes flash open,
Light surrounds me,
Pupils dilate,
I reach out to you and you take my hands in yours.
"I'm blind, I'm def, I'm mute, but with you, I can see the world, I can hear the never ending song of your heart beat, I can speak these very words..."
Your eyes fill with moisture, and diamonds roll down your cheeks.
Trembling fingers quickly wipe them away.
I try to speak... but the only sound that came out was a jumble of noises,
"I love you."
I look at the sky and smile, you ask me if I wanna stay a while.
I say yes... I'm you're damsel in distress.
I ask you forever, you asked if I would leave, my answer is never.
You looked me in the eyes, you're my angel in disguise
I will always forgive and never forget, because you are my one true love, my angel sent from above.
Eternity will never be enough for me, because we were meant to be.
That's right, I said it; NORMAL IS BORING. Sure, you're going to want to fit in, be in the cool crowd... but what fun is that? You're sitting there, trying to make everyone around you happy, but are you happy? Are you chasing your dreams? Are you being that wild child that you know you want to be? Yeah, if you express yourself people are going to judge you. They're going to tare you apart, I won't sugar coat it. But screw what everyone else has to say. This is your life, your feelings, your body. Chop all your hair off and dye it rainbow, as long as you're happy. Go out with your friends, scream out your car window to your favorite
So, yeah... I'm really tired... ALL THE TIME.... But I'm working on a big painting! I can't write though... it's scary when I write.
But yeah, it's cold here and I'm not enjoying that. I have more things I can post if you want hahaha, I've just been really lazy lately.
Question: I'm running low on bands, I always need new music... anyone got any band suggestions?
Yeah... so fairwell for now :P
You don’t know how much this hurts me to leave, but it seems as though it’s the only way. So I go and I sit down, but I can’t help to face it; I’m not over you, it’s too soon. My dreams are the only place where everything fits into place, but in real life I’m shoving in the wrong puzzle pieces from a different puzzle, trying to make them fit. You were the only person who made me feel whole but there was also a small piece missing that you filled with your warm hugs and passionate kisses, but later to find out that I wanted to leave.
But I’m not going to cry over this because I was the one to
I know I'm really sorry!! It's been for ever. I'm such a bad replier!
I've been having exams and crap like that over the last few weeks, leading up to the summer holidays. I'm doing a lot of writing and drawing too, which has been really nice. My creative block seems to have finally passed! Haha.