She didn't know why she put herself through this. Staring at the picture was like watching someone being beaten to death. The pain built with every moment she looked into his beautiful blue eyes. There was nothing she wouldn't give to kiss his cheek again and tell him that she loved him.
Alyssa finally pulled her eyes away from the photograph, the river of tears falling from her eyes making it difficult to see. It had been several months since his death. Everyone thought she should be over it by now. The truth was, she was only just beginning to feel the pain. The events that had transpired in the months surrounding her father's death left
She didn't know why she put herself through this. Staring at the picture was like watching someone being beaten to death. The pain built with every moment she looked into his beautiful blue eyes. There was nothing she wouldn't give to kiss his cheek again and tell him that she loved him.
Alyssa finally pulled her eyes away from the photograph, the river of tears falling from her eyes making it difficult to see. It had been several months since his death. Everyone thought she should be over it by now. The truth was, she was only just beginning to feel the pain. The events that had transpired in the months surrounding her father's death left
This is not a poem of love, but rather of love lost.
This is not of love's burning fire, but rather of its frost.
Love is neither kind, nor is it yielding.
It must be learned through experience, not by teaching.
Love messes with your brain, and with your heart.
It will take your pain, and turn it into a form of art.
Love gives you a glimpse of happiness, and then yanks it away.
Yet, still, it tries to keep you from running astray.
You thought you were happy, meeting the girl of your dreams.
But love is fickle and conniving, and so is she.
She'll steal your heart, and then your mind
Leaving only your physical self behind.
And while
Do you have a dog?: I do not.
Do you like peas?: Yes
Have you ever been to a club?: I haven't.
Have you ever tried a shamrock milkshake from Mcdonald's? :): No, but i have heard marvelous things about them.
They are very awesome! :)
Do you like Starbucks?: Love is a better word.
What do you like to do for fun?: listen to music
When is your birthday?: August 27th
Do you like cows?: i'm indifferent.
What about ducks?: so cute!
Do you like rain?: hate it.
Do you have a car?: yep
Do you like sports?: to watch them, yes.
Are you a teenager?: Only until August.
Do you have a fish?: Hopefully, if he's still alive...
Do you wan
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2. The two colors that you are in my mind
3. A song that reminds me of you (Note: Song may or may not be recognizable to you.)
4. The last thing I did related to you in some way
5. What I tend to call you and say about you when I talk about you to people in RL
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