

Left.What I felt that night. My heart pumping too loudly, my head aching to get away from the beat. The beat that only I could feel. A breath In and my eyes opens, I saw him, standing there. He was all I could imagine. His pale skin, so soft, so beautiful, I felt my heart flip within my chest, throwing me off a bit. I grabbed my hand, and slowly held it, like I held his. That time when nothing else in the world mattered. I bit my lip, like the time when you held me and whispered in my ear. Those were the times I could remember like a video, like photographs, held within me. I felt warmth through me as I swear I saw your smile, that mouth I longedLeft.


Lost.And as I looked down across the glimmering waters below me, reflecting the nights sky back at me, I saw my faint reflection watching me, all the time. I felt so small, so precious in such a big world. No cars came along; the road was empty, making each and every sound bounce, echo, shout, back at you, ringing your ears. The lights, spot lighting where I was. The water carried on and on as I looked into the horizon, the moon shone brightly upon the city around me, the city I was a part of until now. I could already see my place. Out there. Can you see it too? Pressure built up inside of me. The empty roads beside me, held up bLost.
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i'm not afraid to die. but i'm afraid to dry./
"Je ne suis pas daccord avec ce que vous dites, mais je me
battrai jusqu? la mort pour que vous ayez le droit de le dire"
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pika!
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pika!
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