I Love a BoyEvery part of me wants him.
Body and Soul
ache for the unattainable.
His soft golden hair whispers
His deep blue eyes implore
I long for his touch.
Being near him, without being with him
I will roll over and see his smile,
blissfully content as mine.
I Said ItThe words flew out,I Said It in Free Verse More Like This
after years of denial,
repression and prayer.
A warm chill consumed my person,
as much as a contradiction as I feel.
I gasped at what I had done.
Why did I do it?
Why did I tell HIM??
Why am I even asking these questions?
For the first time in years,
I feel good.
I want to shout it from the top of this little town
and yet I feel more repressed than ever.
I realize the consequences of my actions,
of my words.
The World I Want To Live InI want to live in a world where no one has to come out. I want nobody to ever have to go through that emotional and physical torture. I want there to be no reason to come out. Because in this new world, it wouldn't matter! Nobody would care who another person loves, because it's love and none of their business!The World I Want To Live In in Emotional More Like This
I want to live in a world where no one cares. I want apathy, not acceptance. Because, there's no need for acceptance because there's no chance of rejection! There's nothing wrong with it, so rejection and persecution are logically ruled out. I don't want to hear this dialogue ever again "I'm gay." "Good for you!" Good for you? You don't hear "good for you" for being born with hazel eyes or being heterosexual. Honestly, there is no difference, stop perpetuating one! It's just like when a little kid gets hurt, you don't tell the kid they're hurt, because if you did, they would freak out. If we never recognize it as a difference, then there won't be one! Everybody is the
RememberingThe worst part is remembering.Remembering in Free Verse More Like This
Remembering the feel of his shirt,
the sound of his laugh,
the roll of his eyes when Michelle Bachman opens her mouth,
the security of his embrace,
the warmth of his unique love,
the fact that he misses me too.
That's the killer.
I TriedI did my damnedest to forgetI Tried in Free Verse More Like This
about the way he made me feel.
That, uh-holy amalgamation of
sickness and happiness
I had come to call
I tried so hard,
so hard to get over
that remarkable beauty.
Those compassionate eyes,
that trim physique,
have stayed with me.
Against my will,
to love him.
His CologneThe perfect accessory,His Cologne in Free Verse More Like This
gets me every time.
It seduces my senses,
teasing me perpetually.
A sensation indescribable,
it takes my breath away.
Leaving me with thoughts
of what could be.
It lingers when he leaves
leaving me begging for more
Midnight Ravings of Love and LossI feel nothing.Midnight Ravings of Love and Loss in Free Verse More Like This
I have no reason to go to sleep in the evening,
I have no reason to get up in the morning.
He did this.
He changed me.
He was at the center of the best moment of my young life
and when everything I knew came crashing down, with him to blame
he helped me rebuild.
His soft voice and vulgar humor sustained me.
His eyes, his hair, his body seduced me.
His laugh, his mere existence brought me happiness
I owe him everything.
He changed me.
He was my reason to go to sleep in the evening,
He was the reason to get up in the morning.
He was my world.
He forced me to feel
He made me feel love
Even if it was all one sided,
he made me feel.
I'm sure I'll miss those feelings
I know I'll miss him.
But, right now, I can't tell.
I feel nothing.
Take Your Best ShotGo ahead.Take Your Best Shot in Free Verse More Like This
Call me Gay.
I don't care.
I know I'm happier
than you ever will be.
Because of HimBecause of him, I laugh differentlyBecause of Him in Free Verse More Like This
I never turn off my phone
I curse like a sailor
I listen to new music
I lose sleep
I cry dry tears
I love myself, if only for a moment
I know true pain
I know true bliss
I am different, because of him.
EpiphanyI'm pointlessly sitting in the bitter windEpiphany in Free Verse More Like This
goosebumps all over
thinking to myself
it would be worth it
if i was keeping him warm.
Who I am: A LGBT interview.Who I am: A LGBT interview. in Articles & Interviews More Like This
1. How long have you known you are part of the LGBT community?
Well... I had had suspicions about it for years, but I only accepted it May of 2011. (18 years old)
2. Was it a struggle (emotionally) for you at the beginning?
In the years prior, oh ya. I spent many a night praying and hoping that these thoughts would go away. But the second i said it my life changed instantly.
3. How did you start to discover your sexuality? (Example, thoughts, feelings ex)
I had always been curious about other guys, but there was one guy that changed it all. He was he first person I told, first guy I wanted to kiss (or do other things...) and I felt different around him. Better.
4. What part of the LGBT community do you belong to? (Gay, Bisexual, Transgender, ex)
Labels are for scared straight people. I'm a guy who likes guys.
5. How long have you been out of the closet, or if your not, do you
Wrong of MeIt's wrong of meWrong of Me in Free Verse More Like This
To want to be equal.
It's wrong of me
To not feel like a woman.
It's wrong of me
To not be sexually attracted to anyone.
It's wrong of me
To consider everyone for a spouse.
It's wrong of me
To not be Christian.
Because it's wrong of me
To think equality means
'Even though I'm not straight, I can secure a job'
To think Freedom of Religion means
'I dont have to be Christian'
To think that Separation of Church and State means
'No church can decide what is best for me'
Because it's wrong of me
To think being an American means 'I can be me'.
I pledge allegiance to the flag of the
United States of America
And to the republic for which it stands
One nation, under God, indivisible
With liberty and justice
The Beauty Of MarriageOkay, okay, okay.The Beauty Of Marriage in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Let's get one thing straight here.
Drunks can get married after meeting each other at a casino less than four hours ago. but it's LBGT couples that ruin the beauty of marriage?
A gold digger who has been married 4 times and wants to get married again, not because she's in love, but she found somebody else to buy here more jewels and expensive cars, yet it's LGBT couples who ruin the beauty of marriage?
Kim Kardashian is the one that pisses me off the most. 17 millions dollars? Does she realize what could have been done with 17 millions dollars. How many homeless people would have homes? How many people could have life threatening diseases cured? And now, divorced 72 days later, all that money might as well been burned. I honestly, don't think it would've made a difference. And yet LGBT's are STILL the ones who ruin the beauty of marriage. Surely I'm not going crazy here.
Because God Said SoThis is wrong. This is unnatural. Why? Because God said so. That's why.Because God Said So in Emotional More Like This
So, when I got a phone call from the girl of my dreams, crying and explaining to me she couldn't have romantic relations with another girl or her parents would disown her...Was that what God wanted?
We were both struggling, barely holding on. 2 teenage girls hypnotized by the media. We had to be thin. And then recovery came. Meetings every Friday and getting better slowly. Anorexia was a heartless killer. Half those girls died during recovery. But me and Charlotte, or as I liked to call her, Charlie, had made a promise. We could get better together. We would get better and be happy. And one day we would get married, no matter what the laws said and we would raise a beautiful family.
But obviously we won't have that now.
Going to the play ground, hand in hand. Not caring about adults who whispered or drove their children away. All that mattered was the company of each other. Lying in the pool on hot summer nights. K
Cravings "Grace..."Cravings in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
"Lets have a baby..."
"Hmm...? Wha...?" Grace shot up in their bed and turned to face her wife where she remained reclining against the pillows. "A baby!? Where did that come from?"
"I was just thinking..." Uncomfortable now, Hayden avoided eye-contact with Grace as she tried to explain, "we've been together a long time now...we're settled...I thought maybe we were ready to take the next step..." Grace mulled over the words, trying to fashion a reply that wouldn't crush her spouse's feelings.
"Hays...I don't know if I'm ready for that yet..." Grace saw the disappointment in the slump of Hayden's shoulders, but her wife smiled bravely and her voice was only a little hoarse when she spoke.
"You're right, its too soon...I'm sorry I woke you up..." She turned over and curled into a ball so her back was the only part of her Grace could see. Hayden often slept in this position, and it had
KissI think I'll start with your lips,Kiss in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Just a kiss, to begin,
Then I'll get a little brave,
Make my way down your chin.
I'll be watching your face,
Looking close for a smile,
Then I'll move to your neck,
Kiss you there for a while.
Trace your throat with my tongue,
Feel you gulp once or twice,
Grin against your dark skin,
Know my kiss must feel nice.
Hold your face in my hands,
And I steal just one more,
This will not be our last,
Of that I am sure.
I Love YouValentine's day is almost here,I Love You in Free Verse More Like This
And I have nothing to show,
I'd like to get you something nice,
But what, I don't quite know.
I should send you something cute,
Maybe something sexy too,
Something sweet and something red,
To show my love is true.
It has to say I want you,
It has to say You're mine,
It has to say You are the one,
You are my Valentine.
And finally it has to say,
Those three words often said,
But I couldn't find anything to say all this,
So I wrote you a poem instead.
Hayden's Musings Do I feel guilty? Sometimes. When I'm imagining you, arching beneath me and surrendering to my touch, I feel guilty. I feel guilty when you're sat beside me, and all I can think about is pulling you into my lap and kissing you senseless. I've watched you study hard, listened intently to the quiet noises of frustration you've made, seen frown lines mar your brow and wanted to kiss it smooth again.Hayden's Musings in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
When you're really confused you bite your lip, and I have to look away. I can't help wondering whether you'd do the same in the heat of passion, and the thought brings a blush to my cheeks that I have to hide. You never notice, which is something I'm grateful for. If you knew how much I think about making love to you, you might send me away in disgust, and I couldn't handle that.
I wonder if you've ever gotten that close to one of your girlfriends. You never talk about it if you have, you never talk about them at all, not to me. That new one you have,
FoolishIf I was in love.Foolish in General More Like This
I'd tell her every day,
With every gaze, every smile,
Every gentle touch and kiss,
With every gesture I make.
I'd make her feel,
Like she's the only girl in the room,
In the world, in my heart,
Which she is and always will be.
I'd carry her bag because,
I'd never want her to be weighted down,
I'd hide my troubles and fears,
Just so she'd never hurt.
I'd show her she's beautiful,
Tell her she makes me weak with desire,
Every time she gives me a lingering look,
Or smiles in happiness.
I'd wait forever and a day,
Just to see her one more time,
Never once tempted by another,
Because she would be the only one for me.
I'd be foolishly devoted.
If I was in love.
SecretOh God, I love to tease,Secret in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
To make you beg and groan,
To watch your body writhe around,
To hear your breathy moans.
I only have to whisper,
And you're putty in my hands,
I run them up and down your sides,
And you can barely stand.
My kiss, it leaves you breathless,
My touch, it makes you weak,
My words, they make you shudder,
They bring you to your peak.
Though I have a little secret,
Something I didn't foresee,
All those things I do to you?
You do the same to me.
ObliviousYou're the only one who cannot see,Oblivious in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
This burning need inside.
This desperate want, this massive love,
I'm always forced to hide.
I want so much to tell you,
Just how you make me feel.
But I'll never have the courage,
To break this vocal seal.
You make me so confused,
So happy, so sad, insane.
And yet you never see,
The extent of all my pain.
I know its not your fault,
It's mine and mine alone.
I'm the one who fell in love,
The fault is all my own.
So I guess this is a plea,
Because you make my brain so hazy.
I need a break from all this hurt,
So please, stop making me crazy.
LossYou know, you have my soul,Loss in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
And for you it doesn't matter,
You have it all tied up and bound,
All trussed up on a platter.
I don't know what you want,
I guess I'm at a loss,
You're just so hard to figure out.
Its hard to get across.
I cannot be more perfect,
There's little that I lack,
But I'd change myself so much more,
To make you love me back.
Of course there's other girls,
There's lots of them around,
They smile my way and bat their eyes,
And make those kissy sounds.
They only make me sad,
'Cause I yearn for something true,
Something that I cannot have,
My dear, I yearn for you.
PussycatSome people think I'm tough,Pussycat in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
That I'm kind of mean in bed,
They think I have to call the shots,
Or else I'll leave instead.
I admit it might be true,
I may have been unfair,
I gave and gave and never took,
And hoped they did not care.
With you its all so different,
With you I'm not so fierce,
You and your dark chocolate eyes,
Sharp enough to pierce.
I'm running round in circles,
I'm all but turned around,
Can't work out which way is which,
You have me upside down.
I can't deny much longer,
My lies just fall down flat,
If you gave me half a chance,
I'd be your pussycat.
GladiatorThe gladiator vows to endure to be burned, to be bound, to be beaten, and to be killed by the sword.Gladiator in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The roar of the crowd was deafening, even here below the arena. They bayed for entertainment, for blood, for the inevitable kill. Here below, the humid air combined with the stench of many animals and unwashed bodies made the hypogeum - the area the gladiators and animals were kept in before the battles - almost unbearable. The gladiator longed for the battle to begin so there would be no more waiting amongst the putrid aromas swirling throughout the dark tunnels and cages.
It would be an easy battle today. First a beast to satisfy the audience's need for an intense, skilled fight, and then the criminal, a man condemned to die in the arena for his despicable crimes against the proud city of Rome. Given no details as to his crime, the gladiator did not dwell upon what he had done to deserve his fate, only that he must be killed. It was not a war
Envy is a Dangerous WordHigh school can be difficult.Envy is a Dangerous Word in Free Verse More Like This
the cliques and cliches,
and the pressure.
Oh, the pressure.
to have sex,
to fit in,
to know your direction in life.
Everyone around me as well as I are experiencing them. Yet, I stand alone, left to battle solo with another pressure.
The pressure to come out.
Walk straight on out of the closet, into an unforgiving world consisting of
and secret sneers.
I envy those who are not faced with this dilemma. I envy those who do not have to keep secrets and love behind closed doors. Most of all, I envy him.
He, who has her.
He, who can wrap an arm around her waist, freely.
He, who can kiss her, any time he desires to do so.
He, who holds her precious heart.
And I, who never will.
Precarious PrideMother, father? Do you remember me?Precarious Pride in Free Verse More Like This
Or am I another lesbian
In love with femininity?
Sister, brother? Do you remember who I am?
Am I still your sibling
If I cannot love a man?
RequiemCaptive of my own emotions, victim to my full desire.Requiem in Free Verse More Like This
Enslaved to wield this growing passion, a task from which I never tire.
Longing for the unattainable, lusting after the forbidden.
In the simplicity of the enigma, our love remains secret and hidden.
Tugging at my sanity, your memory beckons and calls.
A ghosting touch, a whispered name; the lullaby enthralls.
We will be together soon, my love, to steal a night once more.
Reassuring all truth, repressing all doubt, as you have done before.
The prolonged wait turns sweeter the softened kiss.
Hungrier is the passioned, greater is the bliss.
Poisoned is the tryst, bittersweet the memory does taint.
Burdened with this separation but refreshed with your taste, memories to recall and await.
I Don't Belong HereA closet is a place for clothing.I Don't Belong Here in Free Verse More Like This
A place to shove skeletons of the past, deep into its boundaries.
A place to neatly store the unwanted.
A place to carelessly toss the unwanted.
A place of secrecy.
A place to conveniently conceal the sources of shame.
A place for the monsters to hide.
But it's no place for me.
I am not the monster in the closet.
I am not an animal,
Inhumane, untamed, or vicious.
There is no need for this containment.
There is no need for this cage.
Release me of this quarantine.
I am not sick.
I hold no disease, nor do I bear the plague.
I am not infectious.
I am human,
Who loves a girl.
And this closet is no place for me.
GrandchildrenMy half-brother is having his first child,Grandchildren in Free Verse More Like This
My half-sister had her second child two years ago,
I eat my dinner with my father after hearing this news,
He asks me, "When are you going to have kids so I can be a grandfather?"
My brother and sister are not related to him,
"You have to continue the family line," he says.
"I don't want to have kids," I say,
"And why not? You are the last girl!" He states angrily.
I am too scared to answer him truthfully,
So I stick another big bite of food in my mouth.
Little does he know I will not have my own kids because I am a Lesbian,
I would much rather adopt a child who needs that second chance.
Would he not accept that?
Would he still love me?
Those questions burn in my soul,
They burn in my heart.
I eat the rest of my food in silence,
Wondering if that was my only chance to tell him.
Humanity and HypocritesHow can we expect equal treatment,Humanity and Hypocrites in Free Verse More Like This
When we do not give it ourselves?
You want people to understand you aren't their standards,
But in turn you are saying they aren't your own.
Knowledge is knowing someone has a different opinion and accepting it,
Regardless of whether it's right or wrong.
Learn to love regardless of what they are or what they think,
You will become a better person in the end.
The first step is accepting opinions as true to their owner,
And knowing that your opinions are true to you.
In the end, no one is right, no one is wrong,
Things do not have to be black and white.
There was an old saying I used to hear,
Treat others how you want to be treated.
Even if they are cruel to you, do not falter,
Two wrongs don't make a right, and be the better person.
We are only human,
We must be humane.
UnspokenAs I sit there in class,Unspoken in Free Verse More Like This
I hear insults.
"That's so gay."
"Shut up, faggot."
I keep my mouth shut.
I don't want to be "that girl."
The arguing escalates,
The teacher ignores it.
I clench my fist,
I clench my teeth.
Don't say anything,
I tell myself.
I am angry,
Not at those people.
I am angry,
I do not stand up for myself,
I ignore it because I am scared.
I do not stand up for myself,
I am too worried about my image.
I do not stand up for myself,
But those who are rude, do.
They stand up for themselves,
They are the ones speaking.
I am the one in silence,
It Gets BetterIt hurts to love someone who doesn't love you back,It Gets Better in Free Verse More Like This
But never let someone make you feel like you lack.
Then there are those who bully and tease,
These are not the people that you should please.
Remember the sweet phrase that you learned as a child,
Sticks and stones may break my bones, your words are only mild.
Then there are those who hate others must obviously themselves,
For what they want and do not have is on top of life's highest shelves.
Do not let these people bother you in any way,
For you are the one who controls your day.
You are perfect in your perfect other's eyes,
Be glad this is something you will one day realize.
It gets better, I promise.
The SilenceThere is a silence. Even in the most crowded of places, I feel a silence. For the longest time I could not identify its source. Indeed, like every good metaphor, it seems to come from everywhere and nowhere. There are times when I'm distracted and forget to notice it, but it compensates afterward and is louder than before.The Silence in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
There is a silence. I play music, dance, talk loudly, laugh, run, spend time with those closest to me. It persists. I write, read, draw. It grows heavier. Walking around town I cannot shake it, even by dodging across the street, hopping to and fro across the stream, hurrying past angry dogs in their yards. It follows.
There is a silence. It breaths down my neck in the daylight and stands at my bedside by night. I hide in virtual reality, watching movies, chatting with people I will never meet, doing my best to occupy myself, delude myself that there is nothing, but I can hear it.
There is a silence, tangible as the four walls around me, thick as cheese, and liquid as
Letter to SomeoneYou're doing it again. You say you don't mean to and that you're sorry things can't be different, and sure, I believe you, but that doesn't change the fact that I'm here in the middle of the night lying awake and thinking of you.Letter to Someone in Letters More Like This
You keep telling me how beautiful I am and how much you want me, and as flattering as it is, it doesn't change the fact that you're with him, he's good for you and I refuse to be the 'other one'.
I also think you're beautiful and I would like nothing more than to kiss you right now, but that doesn't change the fact that I would feel guilty for doing such a thing to him and confusing you more.
And so I lay here awake and think of what we could have had if things had been different, as I'm sure you're also doing, but no matter how much we want it to, it doesn't change the fact that you're straight, I'm gay, and it would probably end poorly for both of us.
Despite all of that, I luffle you. =]
Anything for youI'm doing everything to make you mine all over again.Anything for you in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Dearest, can't you see how hard I am really trying to?
I am trying my hardest to prove to you that I love you.
But, I pretend not to care for you more than a friend.
In my mind, I know it is a lie... to my aching heart.
I really wish and adore you; can't you be mine again?
Now, there is a huge difference between now and then.
On the inside, thoughts of you tear me up and apart.
Everything we shared will not be lost from my mind--
nothing--and I will always cherish our sweet love.
Always. Because I thought you were a gift from above.
I will never cheat, never hurt you, never stray behind.
I will lie to myself and believe everything I do say.
You make me higher then the clouds on earth--cheesy,
I know--but it wasn't quite this good or in fact, easy.
I will convince myself that you'll be mine again one day.
To My Dear: Never Again Part 1Where do I begin? To see your smiling, happy face -- it would be better than the sunshine. Your love is intoxicating and like the ocean, I want to drown in your love and die peacefully in your arms. You make me the happiest woman on earth and you always will; being with you makes my heart flutter and skip a beat - quite literally.To My Dear: Never Again Part 1 in Short Stories More Like This
To me, you are my personal heaven and I don't ever want to lose you. Should I lose to a cruel and unfortunate fate, I want to join you in such a fate.
Your One and Only Russia.
PS: Will you marry me and make me the happiest woman on earth? *gets down to one knee and offers ring to you*
Shattered MirrorI thought I could get over you.Shattered Mirror in Concrete Poetry More Like This
I want you out of my heart and head.
But it seems too good to be true.
Now, I guess you want me gone and dead.
I wish I could say good-bye forever.
I really, really wish that I could.
Ultimately, I failed in my endeavor.
I still love you more then I should.
Why don't you understand that I love you?
I always want to be wrapped up in your love.
It hurts so much; so much that it is true;
to me, you were the gift I wanted from above.
But, you left me with a mutilated heart;
then you walked out of my life like that.
Those words that you spoke, tore me apart;
No matter what I will love you-that's a fact.
So, why don't you love me back? Do you hate me?
Am I repulsive to you now? Am I a cruel being?
No matter how much you hurt me-You, I want to see
looking at me, holding me close and smiling.
No such love from you exists for me in there.
Honestly, I want to hopefully and wish to die.
You mean so much to me, to my life my dear.
When you spoke those words, I did s
I love youII love you in Free Verse More Like This
woman in love
with the most loving
and sweetest person on this
earth and I could not ask for
more or better in my life.
I love this person with
all of my heart
and I will
True LoveHer love is like wildfire.True Love in Free Verse More Like This
Spreading and burning me.
Her love will never expire.
Without her, I cannot see.
Her touch is still there.
I can feel it on my skin.
All her worries I will bear.
Everything of her, I will win.
She is my joy. My love.
This is true and honest.
She is from heaven above.
My love is for her, I confess.
She is my world. My life.
Someday, I will say:
"Will you be my wife?"
And with a smile on my face.
I love you.
Random act of loveI don't like the distance that is between you and I.Random act of love in Free Verse More Like This
I don't like that your friends see you more then I.
I dislike that we can only see eachother once a month.
I dislike that I can only hold you in my arms once
and then let you go just like that. I don't like it.
I love when you send me a text in the morning,
saying: "I love you, babe and I always will."
I love when we can talk over Yahoo messenger
and we talk about our day and what happened.
I love just being able to talk to you in general.
I will always want you, my sweet and darling one;
never will I give you up to anyone or anything.
You mean far too much to me for me to give you up.
I will always cherish you and your love for me,
my sweet. Don't forget that I will always love you.
No matter the costWithin my dreamless eyes,No matter the cost in Free Verse More Like This
I can see her in my sight.
Quickly, she runs away from me
Desperate, more of her I must see.
Close enough where I can touch,
but far enough out of my reach.
She is the heaven I long for,
She is the woman I love and adore.
In a window, I can see her silhouette
So delicate, I dare not touch her yet.
For she is the angel in my eyes,
She is the reason I truly fight.
I love her with all my life.
And she will be who for I strife.
I love you my dearest, my sweetest. <3
I wish, I want... You.I wish I could have been a better person for you.I wish, I want... You. in Concrete Poetry More Like This
I wish I could be there for you for so many things.
It hurts me so much to be away from you, this is true.
It hurts me a lot to not be able to hold you, it stings.
I wish I could hold you close to my aching heart.
I wish I could dry away your tears when you cried.
It hurts me to not be close to you, it tears me apart.
It hurts me so much to not see you. I've died.
I want to see you in the flesh, my darling love.
I want to hold you in my arms, my sweet dear one.
I want to hear you laugh, my sweet morning dove.
I want to kiss your lips and run into the sun.
I want to do everything with you, my love.
You truly are what heaven sent down for me.
You truly are the gift that I wished from above.
I want to be able to love you fully; do you see?
I love you.
I always will.
What is...?Happiness is a flicker.What is...? in Free Verse More Like This
You have to really run
You want to get there quicker.
Don't let them steal your fun.
Dreams are like a butterfly.
Catch them with your net.
It won't work if you don't try.
If it doesn't work, don't fret.
Love is like heaven.
You want to be theirs.
Seeing them is when
they wipe your tears.
I will always love youI will catch you as you fall.I will always love you in Free Verse More Like This
You and I, are quite far apart.
I will gladly answer your call.
You and I, together by heart.
I will hold you close as you cry.
You and I will always be one whole.
I will always wipe your tears dry.
My heart is always yours to hold.
I will always love you, my sweet dear.
You and I, together in the end.
I will never let anyone tear us apart.
I love you forever, my lovely girlfriend.
I care...For all of youI care... in Philosophical More Like This
out there who think that....
...no one cares about you
...no one wants you around
...no one loves you
...no one wants to be there for you
I want you here.
I love you.
and I want to be there for you.
My New Personal Quote"I am the proud owner of three closets. Two are just minor extensions to my room, where i keep clothing and stuff that i can't actually fit into my room. But, the third one is in my mind, and is also the one i am least proud of. i hope to someday abandon the third."My New Personal Quote in Philosophical More Like This
Broken Memories -chapter 1My heart practically was beating out of my chest.... The houses flying by as I ran, not caring how fast, not caring about who saw me. I was being chased. There was no way I could have looked back, for if I looked back, I would surely fall behind and get caught. I didn't do anything wrong. I swear, I had done no harm, but to my pursuer, I had done everything wrong.Broken Memories -chapter 1 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Suddenly I turn the corner of Oak lane, and there is the one I feared seeing the most; Bret Schilling was there. Bret was 6'2", and was the high school's best athlete. He also mainly attacked me, both on school campus and off campus. All the girls wanted him, and everyone thought he was such a good person. It takes a person like me to know what he's really like.
I was stopped in my tracks, now trying to catch my breath. Before I knew it, five high school students were closing me in. all of them were too strong, and I hadn't the energy left to continue to run, so I didn't move.