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A period is the end to a story ;

but why end it when you still have not gotten to the best part
A.C.
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Those three little beads going up and down
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Seeming to go slower
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Until all together they are gone
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A.C.
I once know a lady with a heart of love to good for this world.
She said I was here angle come to save her when she thought she was alone.
She said she felt everything to deeply that it was a curse.
She said she thought we shared the same kinda heart.
She said not even her own children had a heart like hers.
She had to much love for this world, too many dreams.
This world of our does not deserves a heart of love like that.
She had so many grand planes for the years to come!
But this world won this fight with her heart of love.
They say they do not know what stop that heart of love.
**I know what did, it was this world of hearts with no love!
A.C

To a lady I met to late. Love you, wish you still where her~
I am here, I am waiting for you or am I?
I do not know
Am I silently pushing you away or am I welcoming you back?
How can I tell when I feel so helpless
They say you will never let go of me
They say you are there
But then why do I feel so alone
I am waiting for you to pick me up or am I?
Do I not know my own heart, this heart that is yearning for you or is it?
I fall to my knees
I cry to you with the sounds of desperation in my whispers
Tears running down my cheeks letting me know that the only way is down
There is no one there to catch them
You are my first and last hope
I reach my hands out for you to take!
Please just,

Take them.....
A.C
My lip begins to quiver
My eyes full with tears
I feel like a little girl lost in the rain
My heart is dropping to my toes
Where did I go wrong

Life is playing tricks on me again
And I do not know how many more I can take
A.C
My body shakes all over as if I am lost in the snow at midnight.
But it is not cold that shakes my body this violently but it is my heart!
Oh my heart!
Oh my heart!
Why do you do this to me?
Why do you let me give you away so freely?
But hurt so when you are giving back!
Why do I trust you in the hands of others when this world is such a wicked place!
Oh I weep over this pain.
My eyes swell up for I may not have to see this wicked world again.
Will I put you out to find carefully and lovingly hands as mine but to be distended to be disappointed.
You may grow cold by that time I find them.
That is a long time to be out with no warmth around you.
Will you hurt like this til I keep you all to myself?
Oh my heart!
Oh my heart!
Why do you hurt so!?
A.C
Some loves are not meant to be.

No matter how beautiful
And yet,
dark.
Our love was a fairytale.
It was the truest of them all.
But all it was, was just a tale.
A.C
I know you would have never been my home,

But at least I would have liked to haved tried....
A.C.
"Because people are always changing and growing apart"

"But changing and growing with people is a beautiful thing"

"Only if its natural"

"Natural to what society tells us or natural for our hearts?"

"Hearts"

*"Well then.... I most have a weird kinda heart."
A.C
He was my Angle,
I thought he had come to save me.
But his wangs were not made of fathers but of bones and his heart of cole. Of a fire that died out long ago, now with no warmth left to give. What happened to make him this way, this Angel of Bitterness.
A.C

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