|Random Sample from Our Gallery|
At least we tried"Let's stop this pretending" she whispered between wine-flavored kisses that stained my lips with hers, sharp fingernails marking my arms with crescent moon memories of forgotten, faded nights.At least we tried by ~Chillyjilly23
Her eyes engraving themselves in the cement of my mind, terrified, empty globes that pierce the fragments of sky that filter through the closed blinds.
And I know, and she knows, we're hiding, always hiding.
We've only ever belonged in the dark gaps of stairways and the lonely, empty space left on library bookshelves,
but with grasping, clawing fingers, we tried.
God, we tried.
DriveThe tires roll beneath us, the only sound ringing in our ears Kathunk, Kathump, Kathunk, Kathump and she is staring out the windows (at the hills, at the road, anywhere but at me). We needed to get out, escape from this town.Drive by ~Chillyjilly23
"But not like this," She whispers, fighting off the saline tears that burn tracks down her cheeks. "I never meant like this." and I convince myself that she means the bad blood and not me. She could never mean me.
And we drive through big city lights and small interstate towns. We don't stop (We'll never stop) and she dozes, porcelain skin pressed against the tinted window like a specimen on a microscope slide, and in that moment she is more beautiful than a thousand mountain sunrises, than all eternity splayed out before my wavering eyes.
And still I drive, determined that she have the best. (She deserves better.)
As we pass mile marker 418, her hazel eyes blink past the glaring afternoon sun (the intruding world) an
its a risk im willing to takeLoveits a risk im willing to take by *Notebook-Queen
Sometimes its hard to distinguish
between the two
but it's hard....
not to be attracted to someone
with such beauty and strength as he
specially when he makes laugh
and smile when i don't feel
To him it's lust
for me it's love
I take him in because I'd rather it'd
be me than some other girl
I know I'll get hurt
but for him it's a risk I'm willing
InsomniaInsomnia or Thoughts In The Late-Night-Early-MorningInsomnia by ~IATSATH
I lay still awake
Late night early morning thoughts
Running through my head
What happens in the late night early morning dark is this. One stupid song lets out one stupid memory which lets out one whole year of grief which refuses to go back into the little box in the back of my head that I forced it into last year. In one fell swoop it all comes back and then the tears won't stop. My mind grabs at anything in its attempt to put all the tears back in the box in the back of my head where they belong. As it does, my hand reaches for the worn old bear who sits in the corner of the bed, waiting there for just such an occasion. And with the bear clutched to my chest, my mind fights for control of my emotions. It grabs the pen and pad from the floor, the mobile phone for light and sets to work. The light is poor, the eyes are tired, but the tears have stopped.
And the pen is running out.
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