I wonder if you're reading this right now how I am truly sorry about the pain we caused you out of our selfishness but he keeps the air I'm breathing I need it, so does he, cause I keep his have you ever realize that his heart is always mine to hold and not yours? you should understand that I was just taking back what is mine in the first place I hope you can finally cope soon because I've been in your shoes
I wonder what you're thinking right now and I'd love to know head to head from you
he doesn't know how to make me sad naturally he can only make me smile he only speaks one language; honesty even if it hurts, he's so bad at lying he is having a hard time sleeping without me every night, I must stay inside his bubbly arms he cannot be too far from me, such a spoil locking his lips to mine is the only time he stops saying he misses me
he's just the worst boyfriend whom I love so **** much
I died right there and then in the most vicious manner with every touch she crafted on his skin and every smile she formed to his lips she mutilated me—sliced my body and took away the happiness in me I was buried inside the coffin of their screaming memory and I yelled back in agony
then he ran to me pulled my soul with powerful force of his convincing gravity he resuscitated what she stole and returned my heart to a whole
To see their lips in unison is to scream my lungs out with silence as the witness because whenever I close both my eyelids it becomes the only scene my heart plays on repeat
From the very start, you were holding my hand locking them tightly each and everyday then at some point they loosen up and I hate that so I try my best to fix them
now, our hand grip is different; it’s close and very comforting it’s warm and encouraging it’s yours and mine becoming ours
it’s in the stage where we can clearly see what we’re sharing together is more than the selfishness of oneself and past way up the capacity of love itself
it’s cute how my eyes chase after his face how it is the only thing can be defined by them and when our eyes accidentally met they create such affection that can't be helped but me and he can never be we cause our faith puts too many brakes on our hearts that might as well breaks them apart
the earth spins too much, isn’t it? cause I really want to go back to that day when we sing together, laugh together no worries, no blue—just us two but no matter how many nights passed I always end up waking up to “today”
He is the kind of boyfriend who will constantly asking me list of endless questions like a little boy who cannot stop his curiosity about his brand new toy and I always answer everything no matter how annoying he gets because I am staring at the sentences behind his stupid questions; where are you at? I miss you what are you doing? I care for you who are you with? I'm afraid of losing you
you are giving me lots and lots of good luck in every morning kisses lots and lots of happiness in every punch lines lots and lots of courage in every hold hands lots and lots of you in everything I am
A year ago I innocently adore you that cute guy at work is who you were now I am falling deeply in love with you the one I'd exchange vow with is who you are
there are a few specifications I need to make all the things in my life working like a pair of hands to do stuffs a pair of feet to move to places a pair of eyes to see both sides a pair of ears to listen to advice one mouth to speak my mind one nose to savor the air and one heart to keep me alive I need those specifically yours
To love is to hand over the power to others it comes with a big risk of happiness and torment and I, myself, love I love so deep, I can make the ocean jealous even though the depth would suffocate me I still love people deeply as they continue to send me into a war I cannot win —the battle between what I feel and what I know
I have broken a heart and gotten mine broken I have created lies and spread honesty I have betrayed and been faithful I have cried in joy and smiled in tears I have lost my all and won them back I have been there and done that but I never have you
On a long walk like this, my thoughts often surf above the clouds about the kind of future we might have. The one with you waiting for me walking down the aisle. The bunch loads of pictures we'll be taking as our little family grows stronger. Just me and you and the miniature of us. Somehow all the heavy problems in the world are easier to imagine with you holding on to my hand. I wonder if you ever feel the same too cause even with the fact that you're in love with me now is too good to be true.
It's like all the right words seems overlapping-ly wrong inside my head. As if my heart is trying ts hardest to describe who you were for me cause you were all the most lovely heartbreak that ever occurred. The thief who happened to took back what belongs to him. The room full of air pressure in which I'm willingly hand over my breath away. The sunrise I wish for in the middle of the night, when I cry
I drink until I forget my name but recall yours I delete your contact but memorize your number I hate myself because loving you was easier I deny your love and you deny mine I cry because you said "this is the last time" and smile because you said that countless times
they record the untold stories about those moments about us how they were shaped the way you like the first time we met that lovely night then they got awfully long as long as our endless fighting song until I cut them off again so they stop tickling your nose when you cuddle me like chain but my favorite memory they record is the fact that you're there watching them grow overtime brushing them off of my face kissing them softly before I sleep filling their space only with your trace
inside the car with your jeans undone I held on to your rock hard miniature like I'm licking a chocolate ice cream flavor that melts in the heat of summer
When I got afraid of the boogeyman or I felt like the air is colder than usual no matter how silly it might sound he'd spare some of his time to let his wrapping arms and long kisses sing me lullabies to sleep at night
He is the kind of guy who attract tears because every emotion he transfers resulting with me dwelling in it especially at night
like that one night when he lied about the promise he made to come by then he started yelling like it's all my fault until drying my wet cheeks was difficult
or when he played the guitar string as I lay my head listening to him singing I yawned until tears rolled down my face where he sent me asleep to a pretty place
maybe that other night when he tickled me and I laughed so hard I couldn't breathe then I ended up crying of laughter even so, I am glad we are still together
Curling up inside my blanket tonight realizes me that I'm lacking something —something sweet like a memory of the first air you gasp after a dive one simple moment to let you know that you are now safe and sound exactly the same feeling I get when I buried myself inside your hug and allowed your soul touches mine
Then again, I am just a home a blank space you spare for the emptiness you couldn't be bear a charger for your tired soul when the world turned into a big foul
after you done resting, you will shut out my front door leaving me empty and lonely not a single fun you ever bring for me
but you're just a silly boy who has no idea what a home truly means until you lost it
With each stroke he hit me hard enough to make me forget about the wrongs and with each ****** he went in softly so gentle, he's able to erased all the rights and then I came and came again out of his undying lust until our bottom rain
You're the kind of addiction I continue to inject to my vein without having a single **** about how I'll be in total pain when you're done taking what i give and leaving me nothing to gain
It was told that differences create harmony that yin balances yang that South completes North that the oceans beautify the land but I realize; you and I are the day and the night that exist not for each other to ever meet
I've always been the Queen to his bed the ache that swollen in his chest where he engraved my first name like vow and called out his whole as mine so that I'd remember to return back to the castle inside his cloud nine that way I know I am never alone for I have his last name to speak for my own
They say the darkest hour comes before the dawn but I don't mind at all cause you're able to cast a light through the heat of our skin when you're dreaming right beside me