"You aren't really."
You know me so well, do you?
Then why was my secret news?
You don't know a thing about me;
You won't let yourself see
That I love that girl you hate.
Why do you have to discriminate
Against your own child just because
She's not who you wanted and never was?
"It's just a phase."
Oh, really? Well, you're just an ass,
Who does nothing but harass
Your daughter for being her.
Finally, she can be herself and now you're
Turning that into something evil,
When she should be gleeful.
But a phase is all it is, right?
God, that phrase makes me want to fight.
"But... Grandchildren!"
Why should I supply you with kids
I love the innocent ones. Do you know why? Of course you don't. They are breakable. Innocence is so easy to shatter, and once gone can never be reclaimed. There's a beauty about that, about being able to destroy something and never rebuild it, never the same way again. Innocence once lost, is lost forever.
Or is it? Can we really never reclaim the Garden of Eden? Once fallen are we forever lost?
To answer that question, you have to look at how the world is made. Good and evil, innocence and knowledge mesh together, wrapping around and interlocking to create this damned world. Beauty and poison create a net in which we stumble arou
"I like your shape,"
She says to me,
"It comforts me.
To feel a simple hug from you
Is enough to get me through a day."
I listen quietly.
"All I want to do
Is to feel you hold me
So that all my pieces
Will stay together."
I kiss her silently
She says such beautiful things to me
She says things I've always wanted to hear
Yet it doesn't change a thing for me
And I leave with her scent on my shirt
And her love on my sleeve
And there's nothing in my heart
Except the thought
Of someone else
Do you remember the picnic in the park?
We were laying on the grass,
My head rested on your stomach,
And you had your arm across my chest.
In your embrace time stood still. In those moments we were the only 2 in the world.
As the gentle summer breeze brushed lightly against our skin, we watched the sunset.
It was beautiful.
The clouds .the first time I'd seen so many colours between red and yellow.
I remember saying "I dream of touching the clouds but only with you by my side".
You smiled to me and whispered in my ear "Stand up and you won't have to dream."
We rose to our feet and you held me close.
"Close your eye
Teasing taunting liar. by HayleighElizabeth, literature
Literature
Teasing taunting liar.
Liar, liar, liar. Teasing, taunting liar.
Isn't it bad enough you have her heart.
Do you really have to smash it too.
Isn't it bad enough she fell for you.
do you want her to hit the bottom.
Liar, liar, liar. Teasing taunting liar.
Turned her to cold hard stone.
Writing turned from happy to sad.
Slicing anyone to close to her.
Using her words, as a defensive shield.
A Lover's Dance Into The Night by Collateral-Damage666, literature
Literature
A Lover's Dance Into The Night
You take my hand in yours
And we waltz around the room
Like a starstruck couple
At our wedding reception.
You hold me to your chest
And kiss me on the head,
Smile into my hair
And whisper that you love me.
We dance into the night
Without a care in the world.
It's just us two hand in hand,
Our heartbeats one.
You twirl me and I feel like I'm in heaven.
I lose sight of you for one second
And when I stop you're gone.
You left me and never came back.
A Million Pieces of Her by UltimateMeganneko, literature
Literature
A Million Pieces of Her
Her voice was hoarse and cracking, from all the screaming.
She threw her hands to her sides, tiny little fists, "I'm trying to tell you, it was a mistake and I'm sorry! He doesn't mean anything to me. Not like you do," her eyes glistened and tears spilt onto her cheeks, ruining the foundation there and the blush.
His broad shoulders were turned away from her, his face dark and unforgiving. His brown eyes were closed, and she could see him shaking.
Something hit the floor and shattered and she clutched at her aching chest. Her heart. It had squeezed it's way through her tight throat, and fallen out of her gaping mouth, right past her plump