I am writing a fantasy book. I love writing short stories and pomes, I am a artist who loves to read.
I am writing a fantasy book. I love writing short stories and pomes, I am a artist who loves to read.
“Ah fuck it,” I whispered, writing a random address on the newly finished letter. I have no idea if the address even exists, but what’s the worst that could happen?
“Dear, no one,
I know that no one will probably ever read this but there is nothing else to do in this hell hole. So I might as well explain how and why I ended up in jail. My parents are dicks. And not like your average “aww they gro...
Nora and her friend Jamie were walking down the side walk that let to there usual cafe.
“The rest of the world must think we are insane! Outlawing written word, like what?!” Outraged Nora
“Girl you’ve got to relax, it’s already been a year since it was made official.” Jamie responded
“Yeah but today is the day the all written word’s we’re finally, I don’t know what word would you use for that...
They did not live happily ever after, not by a mile. No, theirs is the kind of story that you cry after, you slam the book shut and throw it across the room.
But they didn’t know that.
What you need to know is that they don’t die in the end, I promise….
They had been friends from the time they were kids. Playing in the garden when they were six, climbing trees when they were twelve, sparing wit...
“I don’t know, do I? Or else they would probably know.”
“Why would you risk yourself to save me?”
“They want me as much as they want you, if not more”
“Why?”
“Because I bailed.”
“Bailed?”
“Lets just say, I wasn’t in with best group of people”
“How is that supposed to make me trust you!” She started to shout again
“Hey!” He said standing “your dad was in with them too. Ok? Give me a break...
Your friends say that we would be good together,
Like Ying and yang,
I think so too,
Though I would never dare to say,
For I would never want to ruin the friendship have,
So if it means that I can continue see more than I see my own reflection in a mirror
Than I will willingly suffer,
As long as I can stare at your eyes, hoping that you figure out,
That I look at them with love,
And not just as ...
Sometimes we fall in love with ideas, not people,
I loved the idea of you,
The thoughtful being with you,
And of all the wonderful things we could do together,
Not you,
I didn’t light up every time I saw you smile,
I don’t want to hangout with you instead of my friends,
And I didn’t love you,
The idea of you,
Yes,
But not you,
It was too much to hope that you would mold in to this person I wanted...
I waited for you,
The time on the clock ticking away,
1, 2, 3,
I wait,
I wait for you to come back and say
“I’m sorry”
But what was I expecting,
You were the one who left,
With no remorse,
You didn’t even look over your shoulder as you walked out the door,
That hurt more than you staying ever could have,
You tried to convince me that your leaving was good,
That I would be better off,
And even now...
“I need you to listen to me very carefully,” the man said in a slow but anxious voice. “You don’t know me, but I know you”
“Let me go you bastard!” The girl yelled
They were in a dark boiler room. The girl was sitting on a metal chair, her hands were tied behind her back and her legs were tied to the legs of the chair. The man had just removed a gag from her mouth.
“You have to listen to me,” ...
I feel the uneven balance of my heart,
When you left you took a part of it,
Leaving nothing but unrest, this uncertainty,
You took me on an epic adventure, exploring parts of me I didn’t know were there,
You showed me that small ball of joy hidden inside,
You found it,
But now it is lost,
Gone,
Blow a way when you abandoned me in a pool my thoughts,
You left me to drowned....
You never asked but,
I did love you,
I watched you in everything you did,
I loved the way you smiled, the way the walked, the way you talked
I loved you more than you know,
But you didn’t care,
Or maybe you did, but I
Will never know, because I never said a word,
I kept to me self, fearing that if I got to close you would see,
The love bursting from me,
You never asked but, I loved you...