Hate To Love Part Two (Synacky Mpreg)Hate To Love Part Two (Synacky Mpreg)3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Hate To Love Part Two (Synacky Mpreg):
(Two days later)
Zacky and Ziah walked down the beach, his arm around her shoulders as his two dogs frolicked a few feet in front of them.
"So, how's your face, bro?" Ziah asked, slipping her arm around Zacky's waist.
"Are you sure? Those scratches look like they hurt."
"They sting a little bit. But you hit me harder when you were two," Zacky grinned, kissing the side of her head.
"Well, you did teach me how to punch," Ziah said proudly.
"I had to. I wanted to make sure you could in case I wasn't around to do it for you."
"That, I do know. But I still wanna kick Gena's ass."
"Sissy, she slapped me and she didn't hurt me."
"The slap may not have hurt, but that abominable hosebeast used you as her own personal ATM and put you down on a constant basis. She needs a beatdown...she deserves a beatdown. Can I give it to her? Pret
two-fifty an hour.let me save you the trouble:two-fifty an hour.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
because what i'm trying to say is
i'm not a good person.
i don’t tell valerie about how i planned to rekindle
my friendship with charlie’s best friend last year
just so i could get to him and hurt him.
(i don’t tell her how, in the end, i ended up liking
his friend instead, and charlie dated another
fifteen year old
because shit happens and what was i doing,
expecting things to go my way?)
there are certain things she doesn’t need to know,
certain things i can’t say because
putting it into words what it was like waking up,
that sort of shame that came with it –
it was like – it was like looking into a window
and swearing there’s a monster behind it
before, slowly, i realized
it was a mirror.
what therapy promises me: love yourself, forgive but
never forget, tell us your past
then let it go.
what i learn in therapy: nobody has all the answers.
we certainly don’t.
TornTorn3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
My heart is tearing
My soul is withering
My mind is straining
Because of my worry
About our future...
My mind tells me to be happy,
To be glad that you just might accomplish the impossible,
To encourage you to go for your dreams,
Even if those dreams don't involve me...
My heart tells me it's throbbing,
It's hurt beyond any help,
Because a life without you
Would shred it all to pieces...
My soul is at war with itself,
Knowing you could never give up such an opportunity
Yet terrified of that slightest possibility
That you will easily forget me and that love we share...
"If you love something,
Set it free.
If it comes back to you,
Its yours forever.
If it doesnt,
Then it was never meant to be."
That one question
Implanted into my mind is...
If I set you free,
Will you ever come back?
Our Eyes MeetI look up at youOur Eyes Meet3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
And our eyes meet as one.
I try not to look blue,
But I do once we're done.
How much longer can
We play these silly games?
I know I have a plan
So that I'm not too ashamed.
It's every time we look,
That my heart skips a beat.
I try to looks back at my book,
But it's done and I'm in defeat.
It's foolish of me, I know
To try to believe in this love.
I know you like her and glow
Every time she gives you a shove.
You don't even know her,
So you shouldn't assume so quick.
Don't be so sure-
You never know who's got tricks.
If you'd just figure out
That I'm the girl who'd be
The perfect one without a doubt.
I only wish you'd see...
Fire In My HeartYou held the smoldering emberFire In My Heart3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
(That is my heart) in your hands.
Your love ignited the long-forgotten flames
That had nearly gone out
oh-so long ago.
You melted the ice
that was frozen in my veins
And replaced it with
A will to live and love.
Now my heart is a raging inferno
Fueled by your love
Fire beating through my veins
Instead of ordinary blood.
The fire of life and fight
Making me strong once again.
Thanks to you
I have the gift of life once again.
ANL- 'An Individual's Value' -finaleANL- 'An Individual's Value' -finale3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Sam's eyes opened slowly then he stretched with a yawn. He sat up and blinked a few times, had he been dreaming? He couldn't remember what about but the feeling of unease was enough for him to guess who about.
He eventually woke up enough to realize that the lights were dimmed down low; Jay must have gotten up already. Had he overslept? What time was it? Popping open a window on his wireless he checked the time; it was still early. He sat there and thought for a few moments before giving himself a shake and getting up. With the number of injured in their care it was bound to be a busy day; might as well get up to face it.
He flipped through a few functions on his wireless as he stumbled for the latrine; it looked like they would reach Ares in just about two more days. Okay, so he'd have to keep it t
Not the first blue eyes It's been two weeks now.Not the first blue eyes3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And would you believe me if I said I was a sad girl?
I figured it seeped out from in-between my teeth
pouring out, dripping over my smile.
You could hear it in my voice,
My mutters, my whispers,
And mostly in my eyes, you can see right into them.
They don't lie, a passageway directly inside.
And when your hands went down my body
into my body, my nails into your skin
Through the darkness I could still see your eyes
not the first blue eyes that have looked at me like that.
And the pain just-
eats away all my fears-
all my thoughts...
all my feelings...
It's not like I'm lost here
It's not like I don't seem myself
Lately this facade has been me,
I've been consumed.
I want to dream it all away.
I want to lay next to you and not think.
I want to feel again,
ANL- Roja, part fiveANL- Roja, part five3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Sam heard the thunder from the engines of the L-ROV in front of theirs as it roared down the runway and took off. That put them next in line. The engines pitched up slightly then fell off again as they nudged the ship into moving again. They bounced and jostled slightly as the pilot taxied them onto the runway then stopped again and waited for clearance. Roja looked like she was on a roller coaster as it approached the first drop. Sam leaned into his seat, closed his eyes and tried very hard not to think about all of the things that could go wrong.
The L-ROV's engines pitched up to a roar and the ship rapidly picked up speed. Sam felt them swerve and jolt as the pilot fought to keep it pointed down the runway. The nose pitched up until it felt like they were standing on their tail, the ship popped and creaked as the airframe loaded up. Sam could almost feel the ground fall away from them as the 'Bluejay' leapt
Love Poem from Phone to RefrigeratorThey said you were too cold,Love Poem from Phone to Refrigerator3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
too uncertain, one minute open and one minute closed.
They said your feelings are too shaky,
sometimes you are full, and other times, you are empty.
They said our lifestyles are too different,
you're too big, too bulky,
never suited for my delicate figure,
not as sociable and not as mobile.
But I am used to being held,
and you are used to holding.
And while you're cold,
I can be warm.
My imperfections flatter yours,
as your imperfections flatter mine.
I'm willing to settle down,
willing to stop moving from pocket to pocket.
Willing to stay with you, and willing to give up
all other voices for one voice, and one voice only.
Positive and Negative+ -Positive and Negative3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Replace a negative with a positive.
Combine a horizontal line with a vertical.
Find a balance between action and the cognitive.
However this process is all but surgical.
Positivity is not always visible.
ANL- Roja, part fourANL- Roja, part four3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The remaining days flew by and before he was really ready their leave was up and it was time to go. They swung by the Espatier barracks on their way to drop Roja off so she could rejoin the rest of her troop. The two of them sat in the car for a while, just looking into one another's eyes.
"Sam, it was a real treat getting to stay with you guys. Thank you for the great time… *sigh* but it looks like I've got to go now… so… well, goodbye I guess."
She got out of the car and started to walk away, bags in hand. Sam hesitated only a second before he leapt from the car, "Roja, wait!"
She stopped in her tracks and instantly spun around, eyes twinkling and a smile on her face. Sam ran up to her, quickly activating his wireless and passed his contact information on to her.
"Roja, the Manhattan is going to be operating around Mars for the next few years. Maybe… we could find a minute to get
Don't Let GoRestrained by insecurity, she is hard to love.Don't Let Go3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Her heart however, hides a passion unknown.
An unforeseen utopia, and still so much more.
The problem, huge hearts make easy targets.
The strategy is simple though, easy to learn.
Follow this formula and you'll find your forever.
Hold her tight through all of the happy times,
and the fighting and the anger, don't let go.
If you feel her falling take her hand in yours.
When you feel like she is letting go, catch her.
Protect her with your arms when she is scared.
When she is sad, especially then, don't let go.
Don't let her walk away, even if she wants to.
Bravery is an act, nobody wants to be alone.
It will take work, but the reward is her heart.
And she will treasure you, but don't ever let go.
your boy-FriendHis name is Mr. Perfect,your boy-Friend3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And a flawless match for you.
You told me that you love him,
And I am told he loves you too.
But I hear that he is moving,
That there's another girl.
I hear he thinks your cheating.
And wonders where you got the pearls.
I hear he stayed out late last night,
Just right after you had a fight,
And made a big mistake.
I guess he wasn't flawless after all,
Mr. perfects just a fake.
So put on the pearls I bought.
For the birthday he forgot.
It's too bad he couldn't come today,
He must be TIED up or far away.
I'll light the candles so make a wish
Isn't it amazing
The smallest ripples can scare the fish?
Letters to RomeoI could be Juliet, and you my Romeo.Letters to Romeo5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
We could be reckless, wrecked with passion
We could disobey, and misunderstand.
We could ignore the world, naïve teenagers in a world of complications.
We could play with fire, let it burn us occasionally.
We could swim in cantarella, and swallow it while we can.
We could be reborn, and do it all again.
You could be Romeo, and I your Juliet.
Sex, weed and hanging out.You spot him across a crowded space, you see him drinking a beer at the bar, and you look down at your legs. You extend your right leg slightly and move your foot around clockwise, while smiling to yourself. “He's really sexy” you think, as you take a sip of your beer and look away from him.Sex, weed and hanging out.2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
You feel him looking in your direction, you keep your gaze low in the middle of the room, and then only raise your eyes up to meet his. You stare at him, without flinching for 5 seconds, then you take a sip of your drink and look away into the crowd. There's a man coming towards you, smiling. He walks up to you and asks you to dance. You smile and shake your head, “no thank you” He tries to make small talk and stands very close to you, you stand upright and your faces are extremely close. You pause for a second, smile and walk away. You stand against a wall staring out from the balcony, thinking about what a beautiful night it is outside. You close your eyes and take a deep
DelusionalWhen I sit alone staring at the skyDelusional3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I can see the glowing of your eyes
My heart skips a beat and I release a sigh
Because I fall in love again for the millionth time
My heart soars so way up high
When I lay looking to the ceiling
I can't hold back the feelings
It's like my chest is aching and screaming
To get you in my arms for the day I stop dreaming
The day your here I'll finally be living
When I walk around
There is only one thing I hear only one sound
Your shoes clapping next to mine against the ground
Holding my hand, weight off our shoulders, not even a pound
Because of you and thoughts of you its happiness that I found
Hollow NumbnessStrong numbness is there, noHollow Numbness3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Anesthetic to prevent the agony;
Yielding to bleak darkness.
You cannot turn back the hands
Of time, no matter how much the
Urge strikes to do so, the world
Rotates but still you're frozen.
Purposely you show no flicker of
Response, allowing yourself to
Aimlessly stumble onward every day.
Yet memories of the long-lost girl
Evoke strong, relentless stabs in the
Region where your heart used to be;
Stubbornness prevails, ignoring her.
One DayOnce upon a time, there was a girl. She's been through a lot in her life. She has always had problems with self-esteem and life in general. All of her problems made her depressed and ready to just give up. When she thought everything was ending and nothing could get better, she met a boy.One Day3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
This boy changed her life. In a good way of course. He showed her that life was still worth living. He taught her how to smile again. He promised that he would get her to sing and convince her that she was beautiful. The girl was of course doubtful that he could change these things. She hadn't danced or sung since she was young, and she hasn't liked the way she looked in years.
Well, slowly she noticed that she looked forward to the next day at least a little, mostly because she talked to him everyday. Hearing his voice was always the best part of her day. Sometimes she absentmindedly smiled when she thought of the hours-long conversations they would have every night.
One day, the girl was sorting thr
skinny.size zerozeroskinny.4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
wearing all the cool clothes
boys looking at her like she's a treat
give the dogs some bones?
the scale went down since yesterday
maybe if she hits the double-digits?
pretty yellow skin, dry like a desert
distinct ribs caging a fragile heart
wrists like pages from pop-out books
just another mile... another mile... one more
she's so cold, turn up the heater... higher
and it's not even winter
another mirror check, keeps it in her pocket
sharing all her secrets with a porcelain toilet bowl
riding in a beautiful ambulance on prom night
wrap your hand around her thigh
your fingertips touch your palm
skin stretching over a skeleton
she's so cold, just so cold
lying in a pretty coffin
ANL- MiscalculationANL- Miscalculation3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Sam threw some more water into his face, letting it run through his fur and splash back into the sink. It had been difficult sending the message to his parents and siblings back home, and he wasn't sure how any of them would take it. He was certain his eldest brother would be furious with him but he'd done it quickly and jammed the 'send' command before he could think twice about it. For good or ill it was out of his hands now. He dipped his hands back into the stream and letting them fill again when the deck suddenly lurched beneath his feet and he flailed about trying to regain his balance; spraying water all through the latrine. Getting his feet under him again he looked around, "What the hell?"
The ship shuddered again and he heard a dull, throbbing 'whumping' coming up from below decks. The sound dissipated as the ship stilled again and Sam scrambled for th