“I can’t be your love.” Alexander’s voice turned cold.
“But..why?!” I panicked, locking my eyes into his sapphire blue ones. I was swimming in them, now I started drowning.
“I was never meant for it.” He shook his head. He was holding back something, but what was it?
I grabbed his hand, “yes you are.” I looked at him with hope, this was was happening, I was really confessing.
...
A tight grip landed on Autumns shoulder, “where do you think your going?” A rough voice said harshly. She turned around, seeing Charlie with an expression she had ought to figure out.
“I need to find her.” Autumn replied, trying to find her way out of Charlie’s grasp.
He shook his head, “and risk your life?!”
“She’s my mother!” Autumn snapped, her hands closed to fists, “you would...
If only…
If only I wasn’t so obsessed,
Even with his words cutting deep in my skin,
Trailing blood as I still follow him.
I didn’t know the wounds would still hurt,
Crushing me to bits,
**_Yet why do I keep following him?
_**His bitter voice— my brain is playing tricks,
it insists it’s a sweet melody,
whispering softly in my ear,
but only shrieking upholds,
as ringing flows in my ear.
**_Yet wh...
(Both from my own novel…they later become best friends.)
Amanda grasped her bow, breathing shallow breaths as she swiftly dodged a swing from an axe. A woman, about 17 stood harshly with pale white skin, and her eyes were a blood bath red. Addicting yet painful. Her skull was cracked, yet she still stood like she was alive, as if it was nothing new for her. The hair from her head mostly cov...
[continuation of Honey-Mustard]
Maybe I keep on hoping,
I keep hoping he won’t become expired,
Loving one is too positive,
Empathy replaces apathy at ease,
Someone will remember him. Eventually.
Keep thinking and pondering,
As he shows apathy,
Rung as if he cares about me,
Rook takes Queen, stupid move.
I know I have to step back,
Still, I love him.
Checkmate....
The color of roses, smiling at you with their soft and comfort smell.
**_Thorns.
_**The color of freshly picked apples, gleaming a bright red,**_
Poison. _**
The news your relative will be okay, as it lights up the room pink,
**_Blood.
_**_This is not about the color red at all, but white, and how actions and people can stain it all. _...
Two in one-
The first I sleep,
And awake to find my phone beside me.
Cuddling and curling up,
Conversations that keep me smiling.
But a wise one behind me;
Keeps me on my toes,
Maybe stunned,
Or embarrassed to show,
Any emotion through words,
That he speaks continuously.
He is honest,
And he is respect,
Positive,
Realist,
Yet two both loved,
But why isn’t there one,
That I can hold dearly in ...
In the line: waiting,
Holding my backpack,
My heart beating fast,
But in a good way.
Singing along to the music in the background,
Cheerful?
Slowly moving foward…
Almost there…
In the plane: oh no.
The flashing lights,
Fill the sky,
My heart is beating fast,
Not in a good way.
Plug in my headphones to ignore the background sound,
Anxious?
It will end any time soon…
I hope…...
