There he is just standing there, starring at te with cucciolo dog eyes. He smiles briefly at te breaking your heart. It’s all too much so te so te slam the door. Before the door shuts he sticks his foot in the door way stopping it.
“I just want to talk.”
“There’s nothing to talk about.” te lie. te don’t want to hear him apologize o even see him. What he did hurt te like nothing else could, still te knew that te loved him and te cuore ached for him. te wish te could turn back time to when te both were happy but te know that what’s done is done.
“How about us…” He tries to say but te cut him off.
“There is no us” te state yet te can not look at him while te say it. His blue eye look at te sadly, clearly hurt da your statement.
“That’s not true, if it were true te would be able to look me in the eyes and say that it.” His voice cracks at the end. te try and tell him that te don’t Amore him, that there is not us.
“I can’t.” Looking into his deep blue eyes te know he will eventually break your cuore but te baciare him away. te let te lips meet in a blast of Amore and passion. te wish te could stop time and stay in his embrace forever. In his embrace te feel sicuro, cassetta di sicurezza like nothing will ever hurt you.
“I Amore you.” He whispers in your ear, meaning dripping off every word, making te smile. All te fears disappear with those three words.
te both stand there not wanting to sposta from your current position, savoring each others warmth. te knew it would be hard but eventually if te both tried, maybe te could restore what was broken. Maybe this would make te stronger. te had hope that it would be alright in the end. That time would heal the wounds.
“I Amore te too.”
Maybe just maybe it’ll be okay.
“I just want to talk.”
“There’s nothing to talk about.” te lie. te don’t want to hear him apologize o even see him. What he did hurt te like nothing else could, still te knew that te loved him and te cuore ached for him. te wish te could turn back time to when te both were happy but te know that what’s done is done.
“How about us…” He tries to say but te cut him off.
“There is no us” te state yet te can not look at him while te say it. His blue eye look at te sadly, clearly hurt da your statement.
“That’s not true, if it were true te would be able to look me in the eyes and say that it.” His voice cracks at the end. te try and tell him that te don’t Amore him, that there is not us.
“I can’t.” Looking into his deep blue eyes te know he will eventually break your cuore but te baciare him away. te let te lips meet in a blast of Amore and passion. te wish te could stop time and stay in his embrace forever. In his embrace te feel sicuro, cassetta di sicurezza like nothing will ever hurt you.
“I Amore you.” He whispers in your ear, meaning dripping off every word, making te smile. All te fears disappear with those three words.
te both stand there not wanting to sposta from your current position, savoring each others warmth. te knew it would be hard but eventually if te both tried, maybe te could restore what was broken. Maybe this would make te stronger. te had hope that it would be alright in the end. That time would heal the wounds.
“I Amore te too.”
Maybe just maybe it’ll be okay.
Prologue Look at the world, yeah go on and look at it. Now tell me, What do te see? Home? Life? Secrets? Death? Anything? Well most people always see it differently. But they never see what’s right in front of them.
When te look at the world te always see the small things. te never see the big obvious things that lurk in the shadows of every dark corner .
Well some of us see it, others… don’t. You’d be surprised da ever secret, every hidden thing yet to be discovered… o never will.
And I know we shouldn’t be telling you, but te ought to know.
So look at the world, that’s right look at it. Because it’s going to change forever…
When te look at the world te always see the small things. te never see the big obvious things that lurk in the shadows of every dark corner .
Well some of us see it, others… don’t. You’d be surprised da ever secret, every hidden thing yet to be discovered… o never will.
And I know we shouldn’t be telling you, but te ought to know.
So look at the world, that’s right look at it. Because it’s going to change forever…
Okay this fits to be articolo worthy. I have this budding idea for a story about a girl named Skye(real named skylar) who discovers that she and her two Friends are Sirens ( a different kind than te think). They all have ibdividual powers like Skye can use other peoples power, Hazelle and Gabriel,s powers are conjuring fuoco and Hazelle can shapeshift objects. Their parents were Friends and there dads, and hazelle and gabriel have one parent while skye has none, she lives with her aunt and she has this Lost sister who thinks she is a Siren but is their kinds' enemy. Meanwhile Hazelle and Gabriel are dating but skye and him are close because their moms were Friends and wjen her parents died she lived with them for a while as kids. So eventually they like each other. This story is confusing and jeeds work but its what i have. Tell me should i tweek it o leave it alone. Also give me insight into what to do to fix it. Thanks.
Falling...
Sometimes she’s down da the river
o other times da her tree
Sometimes she thinks about the things she can never see
But when the rain falls down, she’d cry
There’s no reason why
She’s always walked alone
No one’s ever shared her ride
No one’s ever felt close to her, no one’s ever da her side
She’s avoided da everyone
And never has any fun
Now darkness is her favourite thing
She thinks there’s no hope
No on ever throws her a rope
When she’s falling…
Sometimes she’s down da the river
o other times da her tree
Sometimes she thinks about the things she can never see
But when the rain falls down, she’d cry
There’s no reason why
She’s always walked alone
No one’s ever shared her ride
No one’s ever felt close to her, no one’s ever da her side
She’s avoided da everyone
And never has any fun
Now darkness is her favourite thing
She thinks there’s no hope
No on ever throws her a rope
When she’s falling…