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i hear you believe we're made of stars and that other people think you're crazy. i don't. i did but then i figured you out and i realized you were just words and talk and a lot of mind games that even you couldn't understand why you played. you used to compare me to wild fire's and i would curse you until the night ended. we were a lot of nothing back then. we're even more nothing now then before. when i first met you i figured we'd be something but that was the kind of person i was back then. i used to expect the best from people and from situations but now i know to hope for the best and expect the worst because people like you come around a lot and they like to disapoint people like me. you used to tell me to find someone like myself but back then i hated myself so i just stuck with you. turns out it was you i should have hated. i am miles away from that point in my life but you were a traffic jam so don't give yourself any credit. a lot of times i think i hate you but it's not the kind of hate that will last forever. it comes and goes in waves and i do not know which hurts more - hating you or missing you. i hear you're suppose to forgive and forget but it's hard to do even one of those things when you're the one i'm doing them to.
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A Year and a Half
I've got a place in your heart
a special one
and after all this time, I'm still here.
It's been a year and a half
since I have met you,
you've been in my heart forevermore.
I've wondered if you like me,
wonder if you like me
we be textin', talkin', laughin', playin'
flirtin' and teasin' each other from time to time.
You make me smile,
I make you smile.
Every single time we talk
and when you wave,
I smile and wave back to you.
Even after a year and a half,
I still like you, like I used to
I still like you.
Our paths keep intertwining,
is it fate? or coincidence?
You've got a place in my heart
a special one
and after all this time, you're
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SixWordLoveStory
We met. We fell. We lost.
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happy
I could play your spine like a piano, you and your eyes like translucent stars
Yet somehow I always end up paying in blood.
You are the shore I fled at low tide, but now the moon is rising and I'm a flood.
Is it really so wrong that you are a light in my darkness when I'm texting you under the covers with the light off?
Here's the truth- playing with fire hurts.
Here's the truth- I'm too clumsy to hold hearts of glass.
Here's the truth- you make me feel pretty.
I don't need you in name, we can keep secrets this time.
I just need your messages, your hands, your laugh and your shoulders. I need the way you make me smile.
Go on and brea
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'i used to except the best from people and from situations'
i think you meant 'expect'
this is lovely word vomit by the way.
i think you meant 'expect'
this is lovely word vomit by the way.