my tears ricochet
if she's on fire, he'll be made of ashes too…
if she's on fire, he'll be made of ashes too…
they told me , no they promised me it wasn't going to hurt. it would be easy- like snapping a twig. like casting your first spell you learn in year 1 now in year 7.they fucking PROMISED me.and now here i am, shaking, ignited with pain. it's suffocating like i'm standing in a house fire. burning, while he's standing there watching. smiling.…
The sun is still warm. The moon still glistens across the ocean. The birds still sing in the mornings for anyone willing to listen. The mail still got sent around the world. Beds were still made this morning and the wind continued to blow. Laughs were still singing through homes and kisses to loved ones were also made this morning. People still went to their jobs and cooked breakfast before sending the kids off to school. The world kept turning. Time kept going, except right here right now, it felt like the whole world stopped. Because how does one handle the words coming out of someone's mouth telling them they don't love them anymore?…
"you've got the money. the fame. the fucking girls harry! what else do you want!" i screamed as he stood in the top of the pent house looking down at the city that never sleeps."more." he shrugs, "whatever else that may be."i chuckled and he glanced behind and looked at me, "well like they always said harry styles, fames going to kill you if you aren't careful."let it go.i've let him go.he's just another ghost, and i can't let him haunt me anymore. i can't let him drag me down with him.…
i have a feeling so peculiar that this pain will be for, evermore.…
There she stood, her long dark hair swaying in a braid back and forth as she walked slowly to the stage. She's the most beautiful thing to come from anything that has to do with Peeta and I. My eyes frantically looked around for something, anyone, anything. But, Effies voice had just spoke the first name of the new, 1st annual symbolic hunger games.It had been long gone and passed mine and peetas time from when him and i had been placed in the horrific arena."Willow Mellark"…
there's a world that was meant for us to see…
her eyes glistened in every aspect of him. her blonde hair laid along her back bouncing with curls of every step she took, and she was him completely. in her voice, in her laugh, in her terrible jokes, and she would never know him.…
"You fall in love very quickly" he spoke as i sighed in happiness at the ice cream melting on my tongue. do you ever question how many more times you will get to enjoy that feeling?"oh see that is where you are wrong mr styles, i do not fall in love quickly, i bask in the memory of the happiness somethings bring me, like this ice cream" i said leaning my head back letting the warm sun melt into my skin."memories?" he asked as i looked over at him as he had an eyebrow raised up at me and i leaned down and licked my ice cream that was melting sending him a wink."good memories are like a beautiful song, you never want them to end" i spoke back to him as the warm summer air whipped through my hair, and i question to myself. how many more days, especially with him.…
Your typical hallmark christmas movie…
"what's an angel like you doing in a hell hole like this?" he asks wiggling his pointer finger for me to come closer. i crawl across the stage a little further on my hands and knees keeping my bright blue eyes locked on his.i bit my lip between my own teeth and he smirked leaning his elbows on his knees running his hand through his curly long hair that lies just below his shoulders.i reach out and grab his tie to pull him closer to me but no where near to him being able to touch me.there are no touching of the strippers."i'm no angel, darling" i whisper in his ear leaving him with a wink before standing up and swaying my hips more for him to look at as he leans back in his chair taking his lip between his two fingers not taking his eyes off of me as i caught them when i just had to turn around and look at him once more before going to the back room.…
"you know i love you, right?" he whispered as his nose dug into my neck as his arms wrapped around my waist. it was raining and a movie played softly in the back ground. our legs are intertwined together becoming as if we are one. "i know you do.." i whispered back as my hands met his hair and rubbed my fingers through his long curly messy looking hair, the way i loved to spend my sunday mornings."endlessly.." he spoke looking up at me and planting a soft kiss on my lips.…
"Please.. just, don't leave me tonight.." I trailed off looking at my black converse that are drenched from standing in the rain. I couldn't tell the difference between the rain and the tears streaming down my face. The brown headed boy turned around facing me. He walked slowly over to me, the rain still coming down around us."I don't have a choice baby.." he smiled softly at me as a tear dripped down his face as his cab pulled up to the curb. I let out a slight sob as my best friend picked up his last bag and opened up the cab door."Elena.." he spoke softly stopping himself from getting fully in the cab. I looked at him, praying he'd ask me to come with. "I will always come back to you." , He spoke as he got fully in the cab and shut the door. The cab then disappeared into the rain. He was gone. David Dobrik the young 18 year old who wanted to live life at its fullest was gone.…
I stared at the white church that was flooded with cheers and happiness on this special day. My hands were clammy i sweating with nervousness. I didn't want to be here, but I knew i had to be."Elena?? Hello! come on we have to get a good seat!" Zane yelled as he was pulling me into the church.i held my breath as we walked in seeing all of our friends new and old. i stood behind Zane trying to not show how sad i was being here at david's wedding when i felt a soft touch to my back.I turned around to see Mrs. Dobrik, "I'm surprised you came.." she said softly.i smiled and nodded back and whispered gently, "me too..".…