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  May 2016 Christina L
Bret
she grabbed him by the collar of his shirt,
"lie to me again."
she whispered although
her heart ached to hear his response.

"i love you."
he replied
without any remorse.
Christina L May 2016
My cheeks always hurt after talking to you
because I can't look at you without my lips stretching into a smile.
My lips always ache after video chatting with you
because I hate knowing that my lips can't touch yours for another few days.
My heart always drops after you get into your car
because I know you've got to go.

**Love Hurts
Christina L May 2016
My eyes set on him
and I could tell I was in love.
His eyes set on her
and I could tell he was in love too.
Christina L May 2016
Every time I say I love you
you never hesitate to say it back.
You take everything that I say
and believe it.
You asked me not to leave
and I promised I wouldn't
because I won't
and you believed me.
Just like that.
But whenever you promise to love me,
to stay with me,
to cherish each **** second with me,
I can't help but wonder
if that promise is just filled with hollow words.
Why can't I believe you
the way you believe me?




Because what if the moment I accept it
you finally break it?
Christina L May 2016
Someone tell him
Tell him quick
Tell him he's got to stop being so amazing
Because I'm
Falling
             Falling Hard

                           Falling Fast

                                         It's terrifying really...
Christina L May 2016
It's like going down a rollercoaster,
the wind in your face,
the adrenaline pumping through your veins
as you go through the fast thrills of drops and loops.
It's like your foot falling asleep,
tingles and ****** at every inch of your skin,
the fear of it hurting
preventing from moving too fast.
It's like standing on a hill
on a warm sunny day,
arms spread out wide
as you feel the light cuddle your face.
It's beautiful.
It's wonderful.
It's....


**Love.
Christina L May 2016
I could look at you for hours and not find anything wrong.
I could hear you talk passionately for days and still beg for more.
I could run my fingers through your hair over and over again and I would still crave it when I had to pull away.
I could love you more and more every single second of every single day.


I could.


No...


I will.
written with a heart torn from yours
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