The tender pressure of his lips soothed her, like a warm
drink in the dead of the winter, when every part of her felt so
cold.
It makes me sad when my friends
don't get the book references I make.
"Don't eat that," Roland
said, plucking the popcorn from Miles's palm. "Arriane got it out
of the trash after Luce set the dorm room kitchen on fire."
The wings of an angel wither and rot.
Who would care for the fallen?
No one.
"Go ahead," He spoke for the first time, his voice clear and
even. It broke my heart,
"I never asked for a happy ending."
We are
the
Fallen
Angels
Between laughing for no reason,
stupid arguments,
long talks,
and making fun of each other
I have fallen in love with you.
My heart
is shattered
and
my trust
is crumbling
and
i cant
let
him
know.
and
that
hurts.
What
do you
do when
your
rock
crumbles?
But you
dont
want
to let
him
see
you
fall?
What
do you
do when
your
rock
drops
you?
But
you
dont
want
him
to see
you
brake?
Looks
aren't
that important
for me.
I just want a guy who smiles,
who makes me laugh uncontrollably,
who isn't afraid to talk to me when his friends are around,
who likes the same things I like,
who I can have an intellectual coversation with
and talk about random stuff for hours and hours.
And to be perfectly honest if he has all these things,
I don't need looks at all because I know one thing.
I've already fallen for him.
I just want a guy who smiles,
who makes me laugh uncontrollably,
who isn't afraid to talk to me when his friends are around,
who likes the same things I like,
who I can have an intellectual coversation with
and talk about random stuff for hours and hours.
And to be perfectly honest if he has all these things,
I don't need looks at all because I know one thing.
I've already fallen for him.
