Things escalated immensely, which led to things that she wasn’t expecting to ever happen between the two of them again. Kissing had turned into foreplay which overall led to intimacy. Pain struck her immediately, then as quickly as it began it became uncontrollable pleasure.
It has been months since their bodies were last intertwined together with their heavy breathing and hearts pounding wildly. There is no mistaking the scratches she had left upon his back. Never before was it this intense. All of their ****** tension has been relieved from the both of them.
Only days before she had confessed her undying wanting of him, since they had departed from one another’s lives’. Though now they are just friends – friends whom share an intimate relation together. There was no passion, no romance in this single occasion. Nothing will come of this in the days to come.

Days have passed, and she sits wondering if he thinks any less of her for the things she had said to him. What he has yet to know, is that she wants him for more than his body, more than ***, she wants him for who he is. Lust is strong, but it has not overpowered her; he has rose high upon her and is controlling her very emotions. Every time he walks past, her breath is taken away with just a slight glance and her heart goes down into her stomach with a lip-biting flip-flop.
Thoughts flash back to when their bodies were intertwined and seemed to fit together as if they were to be one. ****** tension rises once again at the mere thought, and then fades away with the knowledge that was merely a one-night stand. Perhaps it was for the best to never happen again…

Insomnia has overcome her, and leaves her to be tortured by agonizing flashbacks. Memories of past lovers fill her head. There was so much lust and anger in those relations. All she can do is jot down her thoughts so they will possibly cease to return.

‘Oceans upon oceans of gigantic gusts of wind are constantly consuming my every emotion, every thought and memory. If only a black hole of darkness will swallow the memories completely, then I will finally be at peace with my life. Until then I will constantly be fighting the memories away, hoping they will fall at bay.
My ****** tension keeps building up, creating a mountain of frustration within me.’

my ****** valentine
please do not cry
your ****** tears
for I, you love
will help you
with all of your fears
I too am lost
in a world of hate,
in which no body knows
my one and only fate
you say you're filled with
so much shame,
and I am filled with
all of your pain
with skin so fare
I shall not bare
to make you cry
as I.

as you find me
lying here
you say to yourself
what do I care
I scream for mercy
I scream with pain
you look at me and say
whom is to blame
now I am dead
with nothing to bare
as I lay here
floating up high
thinking of why
I had to die

tears fall.
hearts ache.
pain finds the surface of your body.
voices crack inside your head.
you want to speak, but no words reach your mouth.
your saliva is flavored with metal; with blood.
you walk the night with an unbearable hunger.
you search for your lover whom took your very life.
he fed you to the creatures of the night.
you want to destroy him, invade his mind.
instead you allow daybreak to burn your flesh and dissolve you into ash.

I stand here on the ocean cliffs' edge,
waiting for you to arrive.
day after day I come and wait.
but you do not come...
so I think it must be fate...
and on the day you finally came,
tt turned out that it was too late...
because I had thrown myself off the cliff,
in which I stood waiting.
you watched my body fall and land,
down in the cold ocean water below.
and when I hit the icy cold water,
it felt like hundreds of knives piercing my flesh.
I couldn't breathe.
I couldn't see.
I couldn't feel the warmth inside of me.
and then my broken heart suddenly stopped.
also at that moment I realized that,
I was drowning.
I was dead.
there are still questions unanswered...
why were you late?
why did you let me drown?
why did you let me die?
my sprit is floating up somewhere high...
I think I'm going to heaven.
but it turns out that I cannot fly.
because the angels took my wings and sent me down,
I killed myself,
remember it is called suicide?
remember I let myself drown?
so instead of heaven, it's hell for me...
maybe when I come back,
I will be free.
and we'll meet again.
he'll be my father,
and you'll be his friend.
but if and when you die,
will you come looking for me?
if you don't I will never be completely free.
I want to be with you forever.
and ever, and ever.
thank you for finally coming to find me.
now we can start over.
and when we do,
we can find each other once more.
and we'll never be kept apart...

Roses are Red.
Love is Blue.
Candy is sweet.

Roses are full of thorns… They hurt if you grasp them. So be careful when you handle them. Otherwise you’ll get cut by what feels like a razor blade. And if you handle them with love and care… you’ll get the same reaction. And I can be compared to a rose… I can hurt you if you handle me the wrong way… But if you treat me right, I can do the same for you. I am very emotional, so be careful.
“Love is like a rose. It has thorns every step of the way. When it blooms it will become beautiful, and you will cherish it forever.“

I finally learned that there is no such thing as true love. That it is all just a big hoax. That when you think you’ve finally found it, it just disappears like if it were evaporated water. Love is a very strong word, let alone emotion. It takes a big role in life… But hate does also. It is a much stronger and harmful word then love. So be careful… And don’t toss it around. Because if you do, you’ll get hurt. I don’t want to get hurt again… But I know I’ll fall head-over-heels for some guy and get my heart broken, again. I’m sick of it.
“Love is for suckers.”

Candy… Umm… It is something some people can’t live without… Not an addiction, but just a want. So people should get over it. Diabetics can’t even eat it, I don’t think. So why have it? Why want it? I guess I’m candy… Some people can’t have me. But then again some people have had me, bt just tossed me aside. So I guess I’m not so sweet.

it's your funeral today,
no one came but me.
blackened roses lay by your side.
you were my best friend,
but you allowed love to be you death.
he took your heart and squeezed it tight.
tight so you could no longer breathe.
true loves' first kiss never came for you,
instead the angel of death came and stole you away.