Guardian Angel Chapter 1My mom always told me never to talk to people I didnt know online. Mother always knows best; so why didnt I listen? Was it because I felt I needed somebody else in my life and I couldnt find them in the real world? Was it because I felt so poorly about my outer self that I thought the only way people would listen is if they didnt know what I looked like? Or was it because I was a total outcast at school and everybody hated me so I wanted to find somebody who finally didnt? And why didnt I just stop after my mother found out what I was doing? Was it because I like to disobey my mother? Was it because I like to make her worry? Or was it because I found somebody online that I truly thought I was in love with? These were all the questions my therapist told me to ask myself. I knew the answers to all of these questions, but Im not going to tGuardian Angel Chapter 17 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Three Simple Words...I can't cry; I need to hold it inside. Rocking back and forth I think, "Fuck you! Fuck you for not noticing that I'm about to cry. Fuck you for not noticing that I'm hurt. Fuck you for not noticing that I'm about to cut myself." But as I think about picking up the paper cutter and running it along the smooth skin on my wrist, I also think about you wrapping your arms around me and prying it from my fingers. I imagine you whispering in my ear that it will be all right, that you're here for me, that you'll protect me. I imagine you stopping the slow back and forth motion of my rocking, and as time slowly subsides, I imagine you tickling my ear with three simple words that will mean everything to me: I love you.Three Simple Words...6 years ago in Letters More Like This
Falling for a Friend...An hour goes byFalling for a Friend...6 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
And you cry
You can't believe he left you
I think he's the stupidest boy
Two hours go by
I start to lie
When you ask me
To help you find a better guy
I say sure
But your love
Is what I'm craving for
Three hours go by
You say that
I'm your best friend
But I want to be
Much, much more
Please give me
What I've been waiting for
Four hours go by
We lie on your bed
Your eyes now dry
Slowly my arm
Wraps around you
To see what you'll do
Five hours go by
Graze your thigh
I kiss your cheek
My body numb
Six hours go by
Look me in the eye
You tell me
I'm a girl
That it's wrong
Seven hours go by
But why should I abide
In this world
Eight hours go by
I set my soul free
And it begins to fly
Dressed in black
You do not attend
This is how
My story ends
Guardian Angel Chapter 4The smell of burnt noodles fill the house as I dash down the stairs to check on the meal Im cooking.Guardian Angel Chapter 46 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Shit, shit, shit, I scream to myself. Hearing laughter coming from behind me, I turn around. What are you laughing at, Kevin? He laughs harder at my outburst which makes me begin to laugh along with him.
How could you burn spaghetti noodles? He giggles going over to the boiling pot of burnt noodles on the stove. He slips on an oven mitt and takes the pot to the sink. Pouring the contents into the sink, he flips on the garbage disposable. He laughs again when he cant scrape the noodles off the edge of the pot. Forget this, he says tossing the pot into the sink and grabbing out another one. He puts some water in it and places it on the stove. Then he looks at the temperature on the stove and laughs again.
HatredI hate how you can smile still,Hatred8 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
When I've forgotten how.
I hate how you can't see me fall,
When I am going down.
I hate how you can live,
While I'm stuck in the past.
I hate how you keep charging down,
The road you're on so fast.
I hate how you don't notice,
When I tell a lie.
I hate how you pretend,
You don't know when I cry.
I hate when I am hopeless,
When I have given up the fight.
I hate every time I see you,
When I'm beyond your sight.
I hate how you can move on;
I hate how you can choose.
But most of all I hate,
That I can't make myself hate you.
NothingYou stretched, half clad in the sheets of our bed, and an involuntary gasp left your lips in a soft, gentle breath.Nothing6 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I watched in silent torment as I fought to tear my gaze away from the tantalizing shape of your body, pulling me in, lulling me to come closer. And as you opened sleepy eyes, staring into the eighth hour of my thoughtful company, your lips tugged into a drowsy smile.
"I'm tired." you said. Lazy words went with lazy fingers, fluttering over the bedspread in search for mine.
A smirk appeared on my face when I felt the soft collision of your fingers into my palm. "I can tell." I said.
We were whispering because everyone else was asleep - it seemed only us two had a reason to be awake. You spent the bulk of this time with your eyes closed, and all the while I traced the lines of your face with the invisible apparatus of my eyesight. I took the fall from your nose to your brow, and counted the eyelashes that rimmed closed lids.
It was then that your eyes opened, emergin
She's only a crushI know I like herShe's only a crush6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and I know that I shouldn't
she's new, it's a phase;
I tried to stop but I couldn't.
I reread her messages
looking for signs
But her hearts and xo's
mean different than mine
She's straight, I'm not
I know that much
I can do this, I can do this;
it's only a crush
we have to stay friends
because I've done this before;
I know how it ends
Down! You damn butterflies
stop that sick feeling.
She walks in the room
and my mood hits the ceiling
What's wrong with me, damn it
Why her, why now?
This secret I'm holding
weighs ten thousand pounds
I make myself sick,
I've no control of my eyes
to look at her I see
an inevitable goodbye
Her touches are just touches
her words are just words
I have it through my head,
but then why does it hurt?
Stop, I must stop.
Brain, shut up.
It can't mean that much
she's only a crush.
Your Guardian Devil:Chapter 16I love you.Your Guardian Devil:Chapter 167 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Pip looked back into the shining eyes before him. He didnt move, but instead watched the strangely face. Pip felt as though he was putting on a show, but all he got in return was a look of helpless confusion, much like what he was feeling now.
Pip composed himself and tried again.
I love you.
The expected silence threw Pip off course and lost for words, even though he didnt even think ahead of where to go after that.
No? I love you, Pip echoed again with new choice of emphasis and tone, almost questionable in his certain statement.
He let out a long sigh and turned his back on his bedroom mirror, sliding down onto the ground.
Its hopeless! he whined.
He stopped in his self pity for a moment, enduring the silence around him and curling up into a defenceless ball.
Maybe this is just how Pocket feels
From downstairs, Pip could hear heavy footsteps trudging into the kitchen, followe
Just Like AirHer lips press against mine so softly just like air.Just Like Air7 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
This kiss is indescribable.
Words and the English language itself seem to undermine it.
When her lips graze mine, the brick wall that I have built crumbles completely and these tidal waves of emotions come pouring out uncontrollably.
I begin to cry.
I open my eyes slightly to see that the same tears filled with the same meaning cascading gracefully down her face.
I kiss her more and more and more.
My hand caresses her cheek, entangling my fingers in her hair as I pull her in, closer to me.
There is a thick fog of passion all around us.
I can not see, only her eyes the windows of her soul.
When we part, we stare into each others gaze, reading each others emotions, reading everything hidden between the lines.
Everything is open to the elements surrounding us...
I climb on top of her and kiss her so deeply.
Some Days Some DaysSome Days6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Some days I want to cry.
Other days I wait to die.
I feel this sorrow, feel the pain,
But after a night of sleep, I'm me again.
And then this monster drags me down,
When it attacks it makes no sound.
It gives no warning, pays no heed.
It wants your life to fill it's greed.
Shadows become an accepted thing,
Death sounds good, the words they ring.
But always from the darkness I emerge,
No longer hearing deaths urge.
It calls to us who feel deep sorrow,
It tells not to need tomorrow.
But some days I feel whole, complete.
Because your smile sets the beat.
My frantic heart, it flutters fast.
Each time I see you feels like the last.
Dark times hide you, and call me in,
But with your smile you let light in.