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M y L ove . ..
I love you
its breaking my heart
ive waited till
from you erasing your days of grey
so strong now
for what ive said in vow
can't i stand
to be strong on the day when i used to can?
i love you
it hurts me so deeply inside
but you are
standing tall then before
you dont have to suffer like that no more
- We The Mysterious...-
We The Mysterious...
The Moonlight is full tonight,
So let out your howl out!
Lou, and clear, out of sight,
There is nothing to doubt.
That we the animal is the mysterious,
We are sneaky, we walk on fours..
With our teeth and claws meant for Vicious..
Our eyes glow.. in the shadow of the dark...
we are more then just smart,
We are the wolves of he mystery.
Beware of us, we are the murky,
So think again, don't judge.
We are the mysterious, that will never ever budge.
I'm sorry. It's not my fault...
I will never do it again. What did I do..?
I'll leave you alone. I don't want to....
I can go away. I can't..
You don't have to care. I want you too..
Goodbye. No, please..
I don't want to see your face again. I will miss that face so much..
I wouldn't miss you. What am I saying..
I hope you feel the same way. NO! PLEASE!
I didn't need you. I always needed you..
I NEVER NEEDED YOU. I really do..
You were never special to me. So special..
You were nothing. You were my everything.
I didn't love you. I love you so much
You're stupid. So stupid, it's cute.. That's why I love you.
You're stubborn. I still love you.
I hate you. I love you.
You're not mine. You were mine..
Some advice for my friend.
Well for the past week I've been trying to cheer up my friend who recently broken up with her boyfriend. They left each other because her boyfriend was foolish, and didn't trust her; but trusted rumors of her cheating instead. Her boyfriend moved on really quick and is now with another girl.
She's hurt, heartbroken. And all I can do is talk to her out.
Recently, my problem has been similiar. I've lost my beautiful, because of a mistaken error; plus my friend too whom I trusted so much. .-. They now know me as a "liar" So therefore I've been heartbroken, crying, and all that great stuff. A couple weeks past I've been feeling better.
I told her that, it'll be fine. Life goes on. She keeps telling me repetitive phrases like, "I miss him" and "I want to be back with him." I know it's hard. I want my babe back too. I also can't believe he would do that to me either. I loved him so much I regret so many things. I regret not telling him how much he meant to me, because he never knew.
...I left the world unspoken.
...Memories are hovering.
Fast has gone,
...This is our breaking bond.
wut is this shiet
He will always be in my heart. One day I'll meet him and feel his warming hugs, and listen to his soothing voice. If anything happens again I will always remember what he has done for me and in our relationship. <3 How much he worked hard off our love. He deserved it. Ive made so many mistakes but he was always there to fix them.
Im glad I've met him, and I hope he did too. Even though right now we're having a hard time bonding again, I just want him to know this. Because I've never told him why I loved him anyways did I... He's perfect to me.. His personality, his texts make me smile everyday. I don't care about distance.
I am not afraid to tell people at school that i'm in love with him. I still want our future. Our future to be together. Going to college together everyday and see each other... I hope he wanted that too. I wish he still loved me.. But I would rather leave him alone if he's miserable of me. I wouldn't want him to be angry all the time. I just.. v.v I just want. Tha
When all I thought of was you.
When all I think about was you,
All the things we did, the problems we've gone through.
When I watched the snow drift down beyond me,
I smile just to only think, "I'm glad that he is now free..."
Free from my grasp who made him miserable,
Free from a broken heart that wasn't curable.
I couldn't cry anymore, knowing he was happier without me.
Wishing he'd still be here, I still love him as you can see.
Remember when all we talked about was our future.
Remember when we're too happy about each other we repeated, "Chuuuu"
Remember when we were always there for each other?
Remember when we were up all night last summer and I fell asleep?
Can you remember how many times we repeated "Goodnight" and "I lub chuu"?
Remember all of our time together within 9 months?
When we first first met on March 9th,
where we disliked each other till one day?
Remember that time when you were as hyperactive and always said hai first to me when we started getting closer?
When I thought I would never like your perverted side, but then changed my mind?
Can you remember when all you showed me was your smile and happiness.
Even though you were having stress?
That time where we had hardships, but forget them the next couple days?
Can you just remember every single memory we had?
The time I lost my internet?
The time where I couldn't find my way?
Do you remember our plans in the future,
Going down th
What is on the other side?When you're staring at your reflection, what do you see? It is obvious to most people that you see an
exact image of yourself, but how do you depict that lingering 'image' that surrounds you?
What exactly do you 'see' when you look into a mirror? Light is everywhere and no person can escape
it. The same can be said about a person's feelings no matter how hard they try to cast a shallow mask
behind their true emotions.
Just how fragile are we? There are some who have more willpower than others, but lack in other
departments that help to build us up. What is it that makes you a strong or weak person?
What are you gazing at? Do you perhaps see a strong individual on that other side of the light? Is
there something dark and mysterious about that 'impostor' that you just can't figure out yet? Where
are you? Who are you?
What is on the other side?
Validating Your Tears (I'm Sorry) But what you don't know is that I'm frustrated that I can't write a poem about the thorns growing on my veins and icebergs rooting in my heart. I can't write about the void in me when he no longer plays me Beethoven's music or sings me out of tune songs. Because there's none. I don't feel anything when he leave.
Truth is, I want to feel crushed, and heart broken. Because at least sadness can prove that I loved him and that what he said about me never loving him is wrong. And I don't want to prove him right with being happy.
I want to write something beautiful about him. I want to write a poem because that's what I know, that's the only thing that had me getting my emotions back in boxes. I want to write a poem about us smiling with dandelions on the roadsides and crying without rain to validate our tears. I want to write so
KaterleYou are what taught me how to love, your breathing my dictionary. I sleep best when you're snoring next to me, as you're doing it right now...
We met when I was about ten, and I wasn't doing well. You came with sky-blue eyes and the old lady you just wouldn't stand to be separated from. The beauty of winter, but your heart was a camp fire in the deep dark woods, a comfort to the lost wanderers like me. When my head ached from crying too much, I had a soft place to lay it down on you. Your fur dried all my tears. Your gentle purring drowned all thoughts of sad and grey.
That house was never my home; but they say home is where the heart is, and you were there, and I stayed with you.
Would I still be alive if I had run away back then?
Would it even be life without you?
And whenever my heart hurts, I have you. Your sweet, gloved paws to touch my face, your calm heartbeat to talk to me. The only thing it ever says is 'I love you.'
It's an echo of my own, it's the voice of all my thoughts. T
do it.Suffering isn't always pain.
Sometimes its having to itch your finger,
when you wanna strike a match,
and watch it all just fucking burn.
fin.and before I knew it
I fell into a pit of utter darkness
falling and falling
as I kept crumbling apart
times like these
will not occur forever
and I can assure you
that is the truth
before you start to believe
it is indeed the end of the road
look above of you
shines down upon you
and you had never noticed it
and before you realize the truth
you already have found the end of
the tunnel filled with utter darkness
just to find yourself
in the broad daylight again
masochist.It's not the simple pain that I enjoy,
it's simply the pain of loving you,
which gives me my sick thrill.
GoneThe question of what to do when someone we care for dies has always been something I've struggled with. From people to animals, death has always been like hitting a wall. What do you do when someone you knew was here, alive, warm yesterday? And in an instant are gone. My friend was in her early twenties, she was beautiful, she was smart, generous, a gifted artist, and she was loved. But recently a car accident snuffed out the light that was this young woman. I didn't know her for as long as our mutual friends did, I can't even begin to imagine the anguish and pain they are experiencing. And though I did not know her as well as I really wanted to, I loved her as well. We are all hurting, all of us have lost a beautiful person in our lives.
My mind keeps spinning in circles, asking questions, asking things I would dare never say, asking why. I keep hoping this is a nightmare, please let it be some kind of sick joke, let it be something else, anything but what it is. I've never lost someo
Here's your Rantract
While you write your long paragraphs of amazing drama.
I will write you a short note.
I just want to say how much everyone dislikes you.
You are a fake friend. I don't think he deserved to even meet you.
You didn't know me that well either. I told you many times.
I am a very sensitive person. Oh no. You drew over a picture without permission.
Cool. Made me real upset and go upside down.
You refused to take it down. You told me to forget all dis shit and move on right?
Then be a good bitch and take it down honeybuns.
Another thing is, when we got back together. Yu go bitchface at him, like you CARED.
I swear real friends wouldn't care. Why would you even care? Are you going to butt in?
Alright. Keep going around and talking about us being in the following:
RUDE. IGNORANT. FAKE. PETTY. TWO FACED. STUCK UP. STUPID.
Girlll....Thats you lolk. You're only 12. We're 14. We see what's wrong or right.
Be like your friend over there who's following you. Just say, "Forget you, I have a
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