Nov 11, 2014
Six word story:
Awaiting your return: The heartbeats pass.
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Six word story:
Awaiting your return: The heartbeats pass.
I refuse to fade away As you try to forget me Take my heart and walk away Like you wish you never met me
And now I know what it feels like To risk everything and still survive When you're standing on the battlefield And all the pain is real That's when you realize That you must've done something right Cause you've never felt so alive
Love isn't an obligation. You don't owe someone your loyalty, and you damn well don't owe them your heart. It's an emotion, and its born from mutual respect and generosity. It is not cruel and it is not judging.It comes from a willingness to live in complete and utter misery for the benefit of another. But when it's real, you don't feel that misery at all.The thought of their face, the scent of their skin brings a light to that darkness so bright that it drives out everything else.
You're the only reason I know this... Thank you Hannah. You're that light.
“Why lily?” “It’s the most sacred and beautiful of all flowers in Egypt. They bloom in mud and shine in the darkness like a gift from the gods to remind you that no matter how bad something is, it will get better. That no matter how dark the night, the light will come for you. If you partake of them, they have the power to calm and soothe you, and to heal your wounds.” When he spoke his next words, they were laced with emotion and sincerity. “You are, and will always be, my sšn.”
-The guardian, Sherrilyn Kenyon
"We are the gutter, and the gutter is all we'll ever be. Dont reach for the stars, They'll burn you until there's nothing left." "Then let me burn."
- Sherrilyn Kenyon
A good friend once told me not to dread the future. One way or another, it would come. The trick was to meet it with open arms so that when it ran me over, it wouldn't break anything.
Her
Its only been one day...But I cant remember what my life was like before her.
If she chooses to go back, what will I do?
I've already forgotten the man I was back then.