Because you've made me Love youYou make me laugh,Because you've made me Love you2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
you make me cry,
you make me pretty in my mind
and to everything else, blind.
But out of all the things you do, you've
made me love you.
Like your shadow when you walk
past, I follow the steps you take, I
walk in your shoes, I
understand you. Sometimes it's
not as comfortable as I
would like but I do it because you've
made me love you.
I know that my jokes aren't funny
and that I may be sensitive and emotional
and I'm not really anybody beautiful
and as positive as you make me be for you I
still see the truth in the world.
Even if it's not happy but you've
made me love you.
And I'd do anything for you.
But you don't know I love you the way I do and in fact you
must not know. Because I fear you wouldn't love me
Not the way I love you.
I'll never tell you until you tell me first but,
but what if you're just feeling the same about me but
what if you're thinking these same thoughts then
who goes first?
you wouldn't love me. Not in a
Love and Lust: Chapter 1The way he tossed his golden-blonde hair to the side and theLove and Lust: Chapter 13 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
gleam in his perfect, gray eyes. He knew what I desired for when he looked at
me. I knew he knew.
The way his tan, lean, strong body glowed under the sun.
The half smile he had plastered on his mouth.
The slight mischief playing in the light of his face.
With but the slightest of a wink, he had me and I felt my
legs grow weak.
I was nudged back into reality by Josh, my best friend of 7
years now ever since I first spilled that chocolate milk all over his white tee
back in 8th grade. We still joke about how his shirt still smells
As I was snapping out of my dreamy state, I see a slight
eyebrow raise and that oh so perfected, closed in face.
“What?,” I flash a quick smile at him, “Taylor’s hot.” Another
I shoved his chest with both hands and threw back my head,
laughing, “You know you want a bromance with him!”
At that, he laughs too and we walk to the table we a
Forget me notLife has become a dead weight;Forget me not2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
What is Love? When all is Hate.
What once was a peaceful dream so
Lucid, so daring, so bold!
Now but remnants of a past-to-be-forgotten, I’m told.
As a child, I knew not of you,
What was false, or on the other hand, true
As eyes turn on me, cold,
You alone take me in your arms and hold
On to what is left of a little girl who never made it out
Of that dream to be forgotten.
I thought things were forever
Dare I say anything could die, for that was never.
But life is a funny thing, you know?
You believe so strongly in Now that when you look back..
Now was only Then and then you thought things were perfect
But as it passed, your view collapses. It shatters. Like a cracked window,
The view you saw, now distorted. Contorted. Deformed. Horrific.
I still believe in you. Even though all that has come to past has been nothing but true
And true it is, true with all the evil life could do
Though I look at you now, through seemingly flawless
Smile for me, for youHello againSmile for me, for you2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
No, not who you were expecting,
But look, I'm smiling, for me
I'm no one pretty, I'm sorry
my smile turns others down
and what sad face I have- they say
Until now it never bothered me- not too much!
But hello again,
I haven't seen you in what seems like an eternity
Do you remember?
We used to sit over there- that's right!
That patch of grass and wildflower, the
swing set we'd sit on at night as children,
looking up to the stars- we'd talk about
how one day when we'd fall asleep forever, we'd be among those too.
I would be a star smaller than yours but we'd be stars together, and
you and I would have our special place, in the sky.
But hello again, hello.
I see you're happy, with her. Not me.
And hello again, why don't you look at me
like you used to?
Like you.. used to.
We'd talk about a family and children- when we were children!
But of course we knew nothing of what or how it actually-
Oh I apologize, I see now why you le
Let's play Dress UpLet’s play Dress UpLet's play Dress Up2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And I’ll play as someone Happy
Let’s dress Up
And let this all… wash down.
Let’s make it Halloween today!
Let’s, you and me, switch roles.
Stop smiling like you know what I’m about to do,
You shouldn’t be happy you know.
It’s your job to stay inside and be sad,
I’ll play you, today.
Don’t let anyone see you!
There can’t be two of us, of you, of me.
While I’m you,
You have to make sure no one sees you.
Don’t peek out of the windows, okay?
If you accidentally show yourself, I won’t forgive you.
A game isn’t fun if you can’t follow the rules.
Life’s a game y’know?
Just stay inside and try to not make a sound,
I can still hear you,
Don’t do that.
I’ll be back,
Just let me enjoy myself
Or at least pretend to.
Hey, what are you doing?
Hey! That’s not fair, get
december: a second trial1/12/11december: a second trial4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
It was the strangest sensation
But the world stopped
Spinning after I hit the
old flames burn just as brightly,
supernovas live lightyears after death
it would be unreasonable,
for me to get fully over you.
we'll snort lines of poetry, babe
and get high on the intricacies of the words we wished we could have said.
and maybe i just don't want to be rescued
just let the cards
a huff and a puff was all it'd take anyway.
it was a quarter after midnight when he pulled up by the curb.
-- no words. let's fly.
i need a break from reality tonight and you're better than my dreams.
[/the perfect night happened here]
I was an afterthought- the kind that gets thrown into a mixture like 'hey why not, it won't make a difference' because I never really did and the walls discriminated beautifully and hid the rough plaster with which I was soldered on. You sa
she's falling with the sky.they think she's ridiculous.she's falling with the sky.4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
she sees messages in the clouds
and thinks she can fly,
but it gives her more to live for.
so everyone around pretends
her wings are matter and not
something of a fairy tale.
but they'd never be made of wax.
she doesn't know what she wants,
but she's certainly not going to hide
in icarus' falling shadow-
that'd defeat the purpose of flying, wouldn't it?
Instead, she'll be the girl who fell,
tumbling straight down from the sky
without saying sorry. but that's okay,
she was never really aiming for heaven anyway.
EragonEragon was raised without mother or father,Eragon9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
But to him it wasn't that much of a bother.
He found a stone when in the Spine,
Little did he know that it was a great sign.
But the king got wind of what had become,
And Eragon knew he couldn't succumb.
The egg soon hatched, and a dragon was born,
He told not his family, for they would have sworn.
The Ra'zac soon came, in search of the pair,
But to their dismay, the two were not there.
Angered, the Ra'zac reeked hell on his house,
While Eragon hid with his friend, like a mouse.
He dug for his uncle, and Saphira helped too,
But, they discovered, there was nothing to do.
With Saphira the dragon, he and Brom fled,
While deep in his heart, the boy mourned for the dead.
The bard taught Eragon things he shouldn't have known,
If he had been just a storyteller alone.
Brom, he determined, was not as he thought,
But friendships like that, he couldn't have bought.
They bought horses and raced of to find a safe town,
But search high or low, one couldn't
I'm the type...to try and smile when they're gunning me down andI'm the type...1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
I won't tell you until I'm full of empty shells that
the world wasn't built on land but on
a lack of better term for human desire for satisfaction that does not exist.
To be optimistic when one's soul is a realist but
it doesn't matter how many petals you count because
the last draw will always end with a dead end that
takes you to a new beginning where at first you feel..
this is it. And I'm going to make this my
home.. If not for the eyes that prey on your identity while perched on
trees that take root on ground made of greed and
Is happiness a paradoxical conspiracy that finds salvation in the dreaming minds of those awake. Or perhaps just
something I have only caressed but never tasted to
Is suffering that which is beyond the first dream that
we all awaken to after sleeping that first sleep when
we break free of Innocence.
Or are my words not but images that you have unconsciously
LifePassion.Life3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
When you do something because your gut tells you to
When you do something for the love of doing it
When you do something with no monetary goals.
is When it doesn’t matter how many times you talk to someone,
Every time you do it again, it’s a new, exciting, experience
When you do your job without ever having to work
When you can look in the mirror and feel pride without vanity
When a smile is on your face and you don’t know how it got there.
The state of being when you
do what you Love, and Love what you Do;
have Love and Passion
here's what i think.I was a better person when I wrote.here's what i think.3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
I was a better person when I wrote about boys who'd never return my feelings on silver platters, and ships long lost, or drowned, at sea. It sounds like a disaster, but I only write well with the ashes of a crumpled, discarded spirit mixed with the still-warm tears of a troubled soul.
Words kept me human, for they are what makes us human, and they distanced me from the animal I could become. All I do now is stalk around the concrete city, pace about my enclosure, and think about how my bitterness and I can never be released in the wilderness again.
Before the city stole my words away, I was living in the harbor locked up in a crumbling lighthouse, hoping that some northeasterly wind would blow him back to me. I still yearn, but the sea-stained melody gets lost in the traffic and it's easier to be whole without it haunting my every second.
But, the truth is, I'm burning for more.
I'm not whole without part of him missing, and if I'm filling up the
FrostbiteNumbnessFrostbite2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I can’t feel my toes and at first I think
It’s just my toes.
I can cover them up.
I can warm them.
It spreads, like fire,
I glance away for a second, it seems, and my feet are cold
That’s funny, I didn’t feel that
Maybe I’ll cover them up too
I’ll warm them up.
I’ll take a nap
Maybe a short rest will make it all better, warm them
What’s that? How long has it been?
My legs… are you still mine..
Why has my breath left me, short?
Has everything but deserted me?
What about you, are you still here?
Are you still with me?
And before I can say goodbye, I think my thoughts are leaving me too –
i was out of my element.It started off just the same: you were the stock character prince charming that I'd waited for all my life and you skillfully ignored the hyperbole because it would make our love seem cliché. The conflict (I've learnt that there's always conflict) was man vs. man because our love had been carelessly rounded up from nothing and a ton of loose ends. But somehow we managed to ignore the dramatics and played simple games, falling for happily ever afters.i was out of my element.4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
The shadows built up steadily like a Freytag pyramid without a plateau and the adversity grew stronger like a howling wind. The similes make this relatable and help draw connections but they're only effective on paper and couldn't help save us; we couldn't make up the metaphorical change to bridge a chasm of differences. All of the fancy language didn't matter because when the rain stormed for the inky blood seeped from my face and drained in this pathetic fallacy.
And then came the end. You conveyed the 'we are/ over' ver
1. A Strange Occurance Bella rushed out of the school building, her bookbag’s strap slipping from her shoulder down to her elbow, yanking her arm down with its weight. The doors behind her slammed shut as she hastily tugged on a thin sweater over her pale pink leotard while simultaneously holding a sweet bun between her teeth.1. A Strange Occurance2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Practice had run over an hour later than normal and now she was behind schedule. She still had to go practically to the other side of town to tend to Koetke’s garden and make it back to help her father with the shop, on top of all the homework she was assigned.
She reached the nearby bus stop and slumped against the bench under the dome of opaque glass. There was a girl there, earbuds on and her face in a book. She was dressed up to the neck in frills, ribbons and pastel colors, her hair tied into two curled pigtails that brushed against her brown cheeks. Bella picked at her sweet bun, turning away from the girl with her book
The Cat Charmer Chapter 1. May continue on WattpadThe Cat CharmerThe Cat Charmer Chapter 1. May continue on Wattpad1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Mrs. Tanning’s voice is ever as resonant these days. At least ever since she’s grown plump with her third kid. The first two are nothing short of devils in onesies and baby bodies. I have no doubts that Tanning #3 will be born with horns and a pointed tail.
My ears rung as she called me out the second time from my catnap. Maybe I do fit the name my parents chose for me. As if they had done it intentionally, right? What with my dad on booze half the time and my mom who might as well be part of a world peace cult.
I yawned and peeked out from under my hood. Mrs. Tanning’s beady eyes narrowed and she opened her mouth. Before she could say anything though, one of the drama-girls spoke up. None other than the “blonde beauty”, Taylor Marks. There’s about 7 guys in ou
How to make the game Slender less scaryHow to make the game Slender less scary3 years ago in Settings More Like This
Hello there! So you've played or want to play the "Slender" game, correct?
WELL! You've probably heard that the game with make you shit your brand new
pants so I want to give you some tips that probably won't help much !!!
Tip #1 : REMEMBER! The Slender Man is just a man. A man. Nothing more. Hey, he has a nice suit.
..Like..what if he was homeless? Needing some money to wash his suit so he can look like a decent person
to a job interview? :3 So cute.
Tip #2 : Come up with an exuse! Why is the Slender Man chasing you? Maybe you dropped your wallet..
..in the park..earlier..and he wants to give it back. HEY, HE COULD
Crystalpaw - ImpactCrystalpaw - Impact4 years ago in Drama More Like This
"No!" Crystalpaw shrieked as the warriors layed Birdpaw's soaking wet body in the center of the makshift camp. The silver tabby crumpled to a heap beside her sister, her tattered and broken body was cold as the apprenticed buried her nose in Birdpaw's pelt.
"We found her washed up on the shore while on patrol, she must have drowned while we were traveling," A warrior spoke grimly. Crystalpaw didnt even bother to turn around and see who had spoken. Nononono what's hapening t me!? She thought, her own mind seeming to screech inside Crystalpaw's head. She placed a paw on her sister as she wailed. She was an apprentice, and after loosing both her mentor and now her sister in just a short moon the she-cat felt like she had the right to grieve withouth being looked at like a kit. Cougarpaw, Nightmarepaw and Muddypaw stood off to the side, their faces somber as they whatched the wailing tabby.
"There was nothing you could've done," Muddypaw mewed, but her attempt at helping Crystalpaw
BetrayedFriends,Betrayed8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
thats what we once were.
Once there was a time,
A time when you could look into my eyes,
see clearly the trust that I placed in you.
I was there for you.
I stood by your side.
When no one else believed you,
When no one listened to you,
To me you were worth much more,
more than gold,
more than diamonds.
I would have given up all the riches in the world,
just for you.
You were more than just a friend,
Never did I doubt you,
Little did I know what youd do,
You betrayed me,
when I least expected it.
In darkness I was left,
Not once did you regret your choice,
not once did you turn back.
Whenever I passed you on the street,
you walked by,
without a single thought.
When my name was mentioned,
You acted as if you never heard of it.
No more did I exist in your world.
Thousands of pages would not be enough
enough to express what I felt,
the way the pain burned inside me.
No longer do I trust,
Not even thos
Glass Needles AsphixiationI can't breathe while I'm sitting here,Glass Needles Asphixiation5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Encased in this, my crystal prison,
Hearing your suffering, the silent screams,
As you pound on the outside of the glass.
But I can't hear you and I don't want to,
All I want to do is stay here all alone,
Showering myself with the bits of glass,
That rain down from the sky.
And I can still see you,
But you can't hear my silent screams,
The way I can still feel yours,
Quietly breaking down the door.
Only you forgot one thing, love,
There is no door where I am,
It's just a round room full of corners,
Transparent and visible,
I am exposed but untouchable.
There is no one here but us,
You and I could be together,
If not for the glass wall,
The one you built around me.
This prison was made for two,
But somehow you made it out,
And I'm still trapped on the inside,
Without you, I will die.
Even through the wall, I can't let go,
Glass needles under my skin,
So fragile and hollow, they always break,
I'll die because
I need you like I need air to bre
Warrior Cats CONTEST + Expert from WC: SG :3(CONTEST IS AT THE BOTTOM OF THE PAGE- PLEASE READ~! ^w^)Warrior Cats CONTEST + Expert from WC: SG :33 years ago in Romance More Like This
A pale brown tom padded throughout the forest, where huge pine trees towered over all other creatures, they`re huge roots reaching into the ground like arms and then wrapping around all of the other green vegetation around it.
The pale brown tom was small, miniscule compared to his surroundings; although, if you looked closer, his round face was cupped with the edge of youth, his bright blue eyes glinting with happiness and amusement, even though he seemed to be going throughout his everyday duties.
He paused in a patch of stray sunlight, the line of ginger that traced along his spine to his nose showing prominently as he yawned and stretched. Dropping the squirrel he held in his jaws gently on the ground, he licked his paw and drew it across his face, cleaning his whiskers.
A giggle high above him made him look up.
High above his ears stood a even smaller black she-cat, who sat perched on
How to find yourselfYou cannot possibly buy your true beauty, nor can you really work for it. You can only find it.How to find yourself3 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
In this world people are depending on each other, there are nearly to no things which you still have to do on your own. Ironically, people depend on each other, but they also put themselves on first place constantly. Life is a process. You find yourself new and anew all the time, until you're old, and have children and grandchildren.
This being said, we should accept ourselves how we are. We should see who we are, where we see ourselves and who we want to be. We should honour the ones who have long passed away, but have contributed so much to our world. - because everything we see and use in our today's world would never be exisiting if the humans didn't work together. We should also accept the fact that we are here to contribute something to this world, and we should think ahead into the future. What will be and what our contribution will help the world.
But that is long not all you have to
Muffins Side Story: All That GlittersLife on the rock farm hadn't changed much for Inkie and Blinkie Pie after Inkie got her cutie mark. Igneous Rock and Cloudy Quartz were just as cold as they had been before, but something seemed different about Cloudy. She tended to avoid meeting Inkie Pie's eyes, almost as if she was slightly afraid of her. She never hit her older daughter again, but that was because Inkie Pie hadn't sassed her like she had that day Cloudy found them with the record player. However, even though Inkie Pie didn't talk back, she also did not hide her rage, giving both her parents a murderous stare whenever they angered her. This was enough for the filly to ensure she did not bottle up her feelings anymore.Muffins Side Story: All That Glitters2 weeks ago in General Fiction More Like This
Blinkie Pie started taking a leaf out of her sister's book instead of shouting like she normally did, mustering up a hateful look of her own. After awhile, Cloudy Quartz would try and do her best not to be in the same room with her daughters. Even so, she still found opportunities to scold them, like w
You cannot save me from my lifeI lie face down on the railway tracks.You cannot save me from my life2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Screaming out his name.
You say you can save me,
But I am not something you can reclaim.
Discarded needles and empty cans,
Fill my space and steal my time.
They do nothing to take away this pain,
That grates away at my sanity
More and more these days.
Silhouettes of a life long dead,
Dance in the corners of my mind.
Flaunting what could have been,
In front of my cold eyes.
You told me you would be gentle.
You told me you would teach me how to breathe again.
You promised you would save from my pain,
You promised me a life; you told me I could live again.
At first you were a distraction,
An illusion showing I could be repaired.
Though the cracks broke through
And I fell down again.
I lie face down on the railway tracks.
I am waiting on the train.
To come and take me away.
He is calling out my name.
I told you from the start,
My fire was dying out.
I am not something you can reclaim.
You cannot save me