365 Things I Love About You365 Things I Love About You365 Things I Love About You5 years ago in Emotional More Like This
1. I love how you always make me smile
2. I love how you always make me laugh
3. I love the way you inspire me.
4. I love how cute and adorable you can be
5. I love the kindness that you show
6. I love how I can always be there for you
7. I love how you can always there for me.
8. I love how you stand up for the things you believe in
9. I love how open-minded you are
10. I love your gentleness with me
12. I love how you take my breath away.
13. I love thinking about you
14. I love how sweet you make my dreams
15. I love hearing your laughter
16. I love it when you smile
17. I love you still when your angry
18. I love you still when your sad
19. I love you still when you're a mess (though you'll always be beautiful to me)
20. I love the way you feel
21. I love the way you hold my hand
22. I love the way you smell
23. I love gazing into your eyes
24. I love the sound of your sweet voice
25. I love how much you've taught me about life and myself
26. I lo
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Sweet ValentineI am a boy/girl who is kind of meek.Sweet Valentine6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
My breath gets caught when I try to speak.
You are so beautiful and very smart.
Its very obvious, youve captured my heart.
My darling princess/prince, may you always shine.
I hope I can be, your sweet Valentine
how I need you hereI can't stop thinking about you.how I need you here8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The more you're in my mind, the more I want you here,
by my side,
holding me so close,
feeling your breath on me.
What I'd do to be in the same room as you,
to a room connected to your's,
for being a fly on your wall,
to watch your lips move as you tell me the things I want to hear.
I need your touch,
the sweetest feeling known to all,
slowly and gracefully,
over my body.
I need your taste,
when our lips touch,
as the passionate kisses begin.
I need your scent,
the scent I could never forget,
as you hold me closely.
I need your voice,
to feel you close to me,
as you whisper in my ear.
I need your sight,
to see you in front of me,
to look into your beautifully colored eyes,
to break the evil curse that god has given us,
I Think Too Much.Sometimes I wonder,I Think Too Much.2 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
About the past and who else has been here.
I wonder where the Earth beneath my feet has been.
And how many other creatures have stood in the same place.
I wonder about space,
And how small we are compared,
To gigantic, giants that orbit besides us around the sun.
And then how many other galaxies there are,
Compared to that.
I am a speck.
And I am not sure how I feel about that,
Some part of me feels insignificant.
But another feels comforted at the fact,
That I am a small part,
A small stitch you might say.
In a huge tapestry that’s being sewn and strung together every moment,
Of every waking day.
I wonder about unfamiliar faces,
In unfamiliar cars.
Or in crowds of people.
I wonder about their stories that I will never hear.
I feel that I am once again just a small water droplet,
In an ocean.
An ocean of people they’ll meet or see,
Or talk to or not even look at.
But I am still a small part of their existence.
I guess the universe is kind of f
(Eren x Reader) Do You Believe in Magic? (AU)(Eren x Reader) Do You Believe in Magic? (AU)6 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Do You Believe in Magic?
(Magician!Eren x Slightly-Depressed!Reader)
x x x
The rain melted the hues of Paris together like that of a chalk drawing on the sidewalk, and it was only minutes after sunset when the shops turn on their lights. It was clearly warmer inside, for all the steam had fogged up in the windows of the cafés. The rain was awfully cold, but __(name)__ paid no mind to it; her thoughts wandered elsewhere. Young children ran off for shelter, hovering under a brasserie awning or an ornate doorway to duck under. The wide avenues of Paris gave way for smaller, more narrow streets, where small boutiques and bistros rested. This was where the Parisians roamed, and very few to none tourists could be seen.
All alone on the narrow streets, __(name)__ felt her feet drag over the silver cobblestone pavements, slowly, the coal black street lights was lit, in an orderly fashion. It was truly beautiful to watch them light like fireflies at night. She stood still for a whil