heres an entry about saying how you feel if you like someone..
(*something i wrote awhile ago, not a poem or anything just a stream of thoughts*)
I'm just as guilty of this, as anyone else which is completely frustrating to me that even I cant escape this conundrum of human interaction. Why are we so scared to admit things to ourselves and others? Mostly, this is about not admitting when you have feelings for someone for a number of reasons, (you're scared, you fear rejection, the very thought of putting yourself out there and make yourself fragile can be disheartening)
So what do we do, we play it cool or act as though we really dont care. Which in all honestly is just the game we play in society. Like a game of high stakes poker you never reveal your hand, and do your best to bluff - and fool your opponents. I always have been, and always will be an honest person. I'll tell it like it is... Maybe that makes me seem like I'm heartless at times, because I refuse to play games. Basically, what you see is what you get.
Your emotions, and feelings are valid.. stop hiding behind a facade because apprehension affects your mental state
As most of the world sleeps on dreary nights,
there are some who always prowl the cobblestone streets,
looking for Them.
A blind scream cuts through the bleak misty air; someone
with power was caught..
"You know what needs to be done." The Keeper said.
Obsidian glared at him, rage seething through his eyes.
"There's no use trying to fight us, yours and her love will
swallow the world whole."
The Keeper looked away and took a long drag from his cigarette,
taking in their homely location, behind a long forgotten inn.
Obsidian took that precious second to break free and run; run to her.
Screaming in his mind, he knew he needed to find her.
The she who made his world as it was. Whole.
But in a split second he felt a flash of searing pain.
And as he fell his world was plunged into darkness.
"OH! What? What happened??"
"You've been eyeing that man for the past two solid minutes. I'm sure if you took
a photograph, it would last longer,"
Jane's friend giggled.
But, there is something about him..
Quietly she excuses herself from the diner table, never taking her eyes
off him or the row boat he's guarding by the river.
She walked along the uneven street, trying to lock eyes with him, but to no avail.
Since she didn't want to offend him by staring, she walked a little closer,
pretending to be interested in the flora and fauna of the area.
Finally, she got close enough to see his face clearly.
Black hair, ice blue eyes, with an ungentlemanly disposition.
She found him fascinating.
"Excuse me, but...do..do I know you from somewhere? Have
I met you before?"
He turned to face her directly, and she saw a crooked smile on his face.
"Have YOU met you before?"
its a beautiful night were looking for something dumb to do hey baby i think i wana marry you is it the look in your eyes or is it this dancein juice who cares baby i think i wana marry you.
you know it feels so wired when your life goes form being depressed and having no friends to having friends that would drop any thing for you and feeling like your life is finaly worth something to some one else after the last few months i dont ever want it to go back to the way it was i got my besties shay shay who would kill for me and i for her i have my long distance friends that i cant go a day with out texting and they make my day just that much better i have a beautiful little one year old girl who no matter what can always make mommy smile things are looking up for me and i can only keep going up from here ya i have lost alot of people who i would have conciderd family we were so close but you know what they dont want to be my friend and they want to talk trash well thats there loss im a great person to know and thanks to the people in my life now i know that for sure i miss the past but i look forward the what the future will bring for me
Mood: in love with life Music: bruno mars i think i wana marry you
I see it all so clear..
the decadence of it all.
But something is different.
What I couldn't see with one, is so clearly laid out in the
Grey face, hand in mine. You quickly crumble away
because now, I need to be faced with something more urgent.
Now, As if I clear path lay ahead of me. Happiness. A new life..
A crystalline path of fresh air.
But the beginning starts in brambles.
These brambles being the decision I've refused to make for what
seems a lifetime. Stranded.
Unwanting to move and needing to jump..
Why is it that I saw you?
All that I see so clear with you, was never seen in anything else.