My Angel nowAngel wont you come down and play with me?
Set aside your grace wings and come be with me.
dont be shy now, I wont bite
But please do promise not to smite
Oh, angel Your always so nice,
Havent you figured that ive been telling lies?
Aw, poor angel locked up tight
Your mine now Dear angel, So goodnight.
Tomorrow you'll start to live by my side
Your My angel now so get use to that life.
Love and TardinessIt was their junior year.Love and Tardiness4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Girl was a sweet, happy person and Boy was the flagship of pessimism. No other two souls could possibly be less alike than Girl and Boy.
Boy would pluck at his guitar and would sing songs of logic and tears when no one was around.
Girl would read her books about fairytales, dance to a merry melody, and volunteer herself for student work.
They met when Girl found Boy singing in the school garden after school.
"You have a wonderful voice," said Girl as Boy strummed the final chord.
The Boy, aghast, backed away. He shook his head, and she tilted hers. She was trespassing on his sanctuary. He tried to play it cool.
"Thanks," he muttered, slowly walking back when he noticed his guitar still on the grass. Boy froze while Girl smiled.
"Your songs are terrible though," Girl said.
Boy gasped. "No they aren't." He inched towards his guitar, afraid to get too close to Girl.
"They're so sad," said Girl, "they make me want to cry."
He grabbed his guitar and leapt back. "I'