Quotes added on Sunday, December 22 2013

She tugged on his hand for a minute, and he finally looked up at her with tears in his eyes. Her hands moved from one part of his body to another, his chest rising and falling. Their bodies touched in a few places, but not in a sexual way. In a friendly, honest way. Knees slightly touching, palms caressing soft skin. His lips brushed her cheek and his tears stained her flesh. The light damp tears turned into a flood of emotion. Her arms reached out to embrace him, but his energy pushed her away like a magnet stronger than the gravitational force of the planet. The ground shook with anger, because as much as the universe tried to bring them together, they constantly tore each other apart.
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If you keep doing things that don’t matter to you, you will not have time to do things that really do.-RVM
He looked down at his phone, and then looked away, mumbling another lie about needing to go home. I sat on the stiff grass that lined the sidewalk of  busy road in a dull town. A few cars passed, stopping and turning exactly where they had intended to. I brought my fingers up to my mouth and slowly moved them across my own lips. He touched the back of my neck and asked what was bothering me. "Nothing," I snarled back at him with more force than intended. His eyes widened wth fear. "You know, you're a terrible liar, Ash." He whispered. I quickly stood up and looked at him. His beautiful eyes traced the outline of my body curiously before falling to my hands. He looked at my hands a lot. The ones he had kissed and held a thousand times without it ever meaning anything. The ones that had explored every portion of his body which meant everything. "So are you," I screeched back. I hugged him, but it wasn't like the usual hugs I gave him. It was a hug that meant "If tonight is the night that ends everything, then I want this moment to mean something." I pulled away, but his lips drew me back in, as usual. Then the most passionate kiss I had ever felt began. Our lips closed around each other like doors opening and closing. Soft lips brushed the surface of my nose and pressed tight against my forehead. His hands, the ones I had glanced at a million times, ran up and down my arms. He lit a cigarette and puffed on it for a few moments without saying a word. I watched him exhale thin lines of smoke and pretend he was focused on something behind me so that I would stop looking at him. He wanted me to forget that he was a liar. He wanted me to brush it off, because he knew that I knew. And yet I stayed there in that moment. When he was finished with his cigarette, he flicked it into my yard, which he didn't normally do. He brushed my cheek and kissed me. I watched his small, beautiful silhouette disappear into the dark of the street. Headlights blazed bright and his engine tore apart the silence like a demon sent straight from hell. He was terribly evil, and something about the fact that I was so good made me stay around. And I am still around. Will I ever want to leave?
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       oh what i'd give



for just another hug from you

             you may be gone           [[[]  
      but love will never die
         
                             



 





tears can't run dry, when i start to CRY,
when i hear people speak of how you'd be so proud of ME
and how i hope this song will reach your EARS
i battled all my darkest FEARS
i once was blind but now it's CLEAR
whereever i go i know that you'll be NEAR.

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If you'd occasionally happen to spy on me
You'd think I'm having one sided conversations
But I hear him talking back
You'd think I may even lack some sanity
But maybe I can't let go


nmf. 

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