Ashlee Nicole*
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Gender: F
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expectation is the root of all heartaches
I'm just a cold and lonely girl, living in a cruel and crowded world.
& DO YOU REALIZE THE WORDS
YOU SAY MAKE BRUISES THAT WON'T FADEAWAY.
"You didn't love her. You just didn't want to be alone. Or maybe, maybe she was good for your ego. Or maybe she made you feel better about your miserable life, but you didn't love her, because you don't destroy the person that you love."
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And I never did tell
him how I really felt,
as he said goodbye to me over the static
on the other end of the phone;
I never told him how badly I wanted to taste his lips,
breathe his words in and let them fill my heart
with pure bliss and hope for the future.
I never did tell him how badly I wanted to hold his hand,
feel the roughness of overworked skin
and flawless beauty.
I should've told him to keep speaking in that whimsical way,
his voice a song that I so desperately wanted to sing.
I could've told him to lay with me,
to become a part of me altogether and at once.
But I never did tell him how I really felt.
as he said goodbye to me over the static
on the other end of the phone;
I never told him how badly I wanted to taste his lips,
breathe his words in and let them fill my heart
with pure bliss and hope for the future.
I never did tell him how badly I wanted to hold his hand,
feel the roughness of overworked skin
and flawless beauty.
I should've told him to keep speaking in that whimsical way,
his voice a song that I so desperately wanted to sing.
I could've told him to lay with me,
to become a part of me altogether and at once.
But I never did tell him how I really felt.
I love when He... #4
...sings to me. His voice is the sweetest and most amazing things in the world, and I love hearing him.
...sings to me. His voice is the sweetest and most amazing things in the world, and I love hearing him.
Hushed whispers in the dark
coming from the other side of the world
console me through the night.
From your lips,
I love you's come often
but not often enough,
never can we exchange that too much,
that feeling of belonging,
of indiscretion, hopes, and dreams.
I want to breathe your words in,
let them consume me,
flourish from inside my core
and into a colorful promise
of forever.
"Fear is that little fine line
between reality and insanity."
between reality and insanity."
I love when He... #3
...asks about my day. It feels so good to know that someone actually cares about what I did and how I am, especially if that someone is him.
...asks about my day. It feels so good to know that someone actually cares about what I did and how I am, especially if that someone is him.
loving
you
conquered my
fear of falling
I love when He... #2
...texts me after he knows I'm asleep. I love knowing that he thinks of me, even when I'm gone.
...texts me after he knows I'm asleep. I love knowing that he thinks of me, even when I'm gone.
The miles don't matter when
you both look up at the night
sky and wish upon the same
star.
I love when He... #1
...calls me "love." It permanently tattoos a smile on my face for the rest of the day.
...calls me "love." It permanently tattoos a smile on my face for the rest of the day.
It's funny how he turns the air I breathe thick and sweet,
how he can erase the smile that I plastered on carelessly before
and replace it with a genuine one, full of bliss and desire.
How he can easily breathe a word and it fills my heart
and head with laughter and hope
and something new altogether.
Is it wrong for me to want something
that I've never had,
to miss a feeling I've never felt?
The curvature of his arm,
hold me there and let me weep
for something that I desperately want.
Let me breathe you in,
fill my lungs with the clarity I need.
I need you,
my own whimsical dream,
a wisp and a phone call away.