In LoveYou can't breath without her.
You can't speak without her.
You can't move without her.
You're life revolves around her.
you become accustomed to loving her.
Even if she doesn't love you back.
You breath her.
You smell her.
You taste her.
You feel her next to you,
Even when she's not there.
The only thing that matters to you is her.
She becomes you're life.
She becomes you're air.
She becomes a part of you.
That's how you know you're in love.
AloneWhat is love?
Is it physical?
Is it mental?
Is it metaphorical?
What causes it?
Chemicals in you're brain?
How can we tell if the other loves you?
What do you do?
what can you do?
You can do nothing.
you are alone.
There is nobody.
You are destined to walk alone.
Still you're heart stays with one girl.
That angel that stole you're heart long ago.
HumanThe shadow of death shrouds us.
The angelic wings we once had...
They are stained crimson.
The stench of blood, defiled innocence, and fear...
It permeates everything around us.
Chaos, destruction, and pain...
This is our nature...
Who are we?
We are human.
would you risk it?If I cried would you be a shoulder?
Would you dare stain your life?
Stain it with my tears of rage and hatred.
Would you poison your life by loving me?
Would you risk the chance of being torn apart?
Would you risk setting lose my rage?
Freeing the beast?
That controls me.
That's slowly consuming me.
This beast casts a shadow.
A shadow over my heart.
Slowly darkening it.
Locking it up.
Keeping it from the outside world so that it may not feel the warmth of love again.
Would you risk it?
Would you risk becoming me?
A fragment of your former self floating through time and space.
A fragment with no meaning.
Would you risk it?
after everythingI cant believe it.
After all I've done.
After everything I've told her.
After confessing my love to her.
After I stayed up with her all night.
Making sure she was alright.
That she wasn't going to kill herself.
When he was nowhere to be found.
Even when he did show up.
When she said what she said.
What did he do?
He told her mom.
Not asked if she was alright.
Not said don't do it.
After all that.
She takes him back.
How could she?
my dreamShe comes to visit.
"Angel walk with me we need to talk."
She follows me and we go outside.
We sit on the back of my moms car.
It seems like an eternity.
Finally I say. "you don't belong with him."
"Bu-" she begins.
"No please listen."
"I care for you a lot."
"I know you do." She says.
"No you don't Angel."
"I love you."
"I will never hurt you."
"He did and you took him back."
"Because I love him." She says.
"ut does he love you?"
"Yes I mean I think so."
"Angel if you have to think about it then it's sad. You shouldn't have to think about it. You should know. It should be automatic."
"Your right Nate." she says "but if he doesn't love me then who does?"
"I do Angel I do
Angeldid When life get so hard?
Was it when Beth came?
Was it when she left?
Or was it when I met angel?
Either way I just want all this stress to go away.
The stress is breaking me down.
Every night when I go to bed I break down.
I just cry and cry.
I cry until I can't cry any more.
The only person that I can talk to is Angel.
She knows what I am going through.
She has this stress too.
She knows what its like not to eat.
Not to eat because of the stress.
And that's why I can trust her.
That's why I can confide in her.
And she confides in me.
We confide in each other.
When I talk to her I feel
Happy, I feel great, and I feel like I can do anything.
She keeps me grounded.
And I need her to keep talking to me.
HomeThey say home is where you belong.
What if that house isn't a home at all?
What if it is just a place of residence?
Is it still where you belong?
What if your mother doesn't care?
What if your mother thinks you are a whore?
What if she blames you for all of her problems?
Do you stay because you are obligated?
Or should you go to a better place?
A place where you will be treated right.
What do you do?
The GlassI tell him "Sit down we need to talk."
He says "I'm busy it will have to wait."
"No it can't wait" I say voice louder than usual.
"Calm down!" he hollers.
"I am fucking calm!" I holler back.
"Don't fucking swear at me!" He yells.
"I'll fucking swear if I fucking want to!" I scream.
Then he did something I never thought he would do.
He picked up a glass and threw it at me.
I can't believe that he would do that.
The look in his eye terrified me.
I immediately started grabbing my stuff.
I got my stuff and messaged my friend.
"Nate I'm scared."
"I want to come and stay with you."
"Please come and get me."
"Nate he wants to take me home."
"I don't want to get in the car with him."
He couldn't come for me.
He didn't have the money for the passport.
I know that he would if he could.
And that's enough for now.
I know he cares.
I know he won't let me down.
I agree to get in the car and say I have to go.
I tell Nate I'll call him when I get home.
We get into the car and leave.