I want to see that smile on your face,
that puts my heart at a quick pace,
the wonder of how your soft lips taste
the time thinking about you never goes to waste,
how it feels to be under your touch,
the trail of fire that does so much,
funny story is; I haven't met you yet.
(Bridge): Like gravity between the planets and the sun,
like a note-in-a-bottle to a shore,
we'll find one another and pull each other in.
(Chorus): Someday, maybe I'll understand
why someone would hold my hand,
why someone would be my biggest fan,
why someone would kiss my lips,
to make my tummy do flips;
where are you?
I want to hear the music that the angel’
Love, I know when you think about him, your heart started pounding like a bass drum; loud, hard to ignore, catchy, deep, hand shaking; yet soft like a lullaby. I know that once you stick to something, you'll stick to it unless it really means saying goodbye. I know that you are thinking about his face right now, at this moment of time, and you're smiling that stupid smile you always make when you're in love with someone.
You say all this shit about him, you guys get into the most stupid fights I've probably seen, but there's always a flaw in every relationship. Whether it be parents, yourself doubt-- his as well; but either than that, we're
For the Lonely and Imperfect by WinterSong0216, literature
Literature
For the Lonely and Imperfect
Here's a little advice
for the lonely and the imperfect,
when you look into their eyes,
Are you sure they're worth it?
He starts out sweet,
holding hands, holding you,
But as soon as you make your move,
he reveals the painful truth:
He craves for the lust you bring,
a whore; treating you like his thing.
Why do you let him use you, girl?
Is it really worth the heartbreak,
the dirtiness you feel,
to sacrifice your heart and love?
(Bridge) Is this what the journey to love is,
Try so hard just to fall again?
(Chorus) Misunderstood, mistreated,
did they cause on your heart,
glue you together just to rip you apart,
So here’s a little advi
Breathe.
The word rips through my mind, demanding and explosive, ordering me to let go of everything in my head, and push away the tears, just like always.
This happens constantly, another class wasted, and for what?
Nothing.
Just so I can stay calm and pull through another day.
It's stupid, really.
The triggers are always different hell, I'm not even sure what's causing it this time, to be honest.
Jealousy, maybe?
Or confusion?
Or maybe it's just the simple idea that I'm not wanted, the notion that if I did break down and cry right now, the only people that would run over and make sure I'm okay would be the teachers
Eventually i'll smile brighter
than when you were here,
& i'll notice losing you
was a tiny absurd fear.
Eventually i'll kiss lips
so much sweeter than yours,
& i'll realize the things
true love has in store.
Eventually i'll laugh
at all the fights we had,
& i'll look back at us
& be anything but sad.
Eventually i'll look ahead
& forget the broken past,
& i'll let go of the times
that were never meant to last.
Eventually i'll open up
to someone who won't let me go,
& i'll be happy to forget
the happiness we used to know.
Eventually i'll mend
all the things you ripped apart,
but until then just know
you broke everything
Don't let anyone tell you that University is hard, because it's not.
You meet so many more great, fantastic friends. It's a matter of being able to know what you want to do with your life.
I wanted to be an astronomer, which involves doing Physics (oops..). But now that I know that there is no way in hell that I'll be able to survive 4 years of it, I've changed my major to Chemistry-Forensics. Interesting stuff, really.
Have a great Holiday!
Melissa