I'm addicted to you.
This fantasy would perhaps
Exist more easily,
And bear less on my aching mind,
Were it you were not so un-faulty.
I cannot stop myself
Casting a glance,
Sometimes met
With eyes unrevealing,
Your sought presence in a dream
On a sweet, cool night.
I blame myself.
Wrong and cruel, it seems.
One can put themselves in such vulnerability,
With their heart in my hands,
Cherished so little,
While I long for the embrace
And loveless torment of another.
As long as I may be permitted
To gaze into a face so gorgeous.
Crush my heart,
Allow appreciation
Of my current prize.
Then, at least,
My heart would not
Roads Not Traveled by SugarCoveredDreams, literature
Literature
Roads Not Traveled
I am young and do not understand the world beyond my driveway. I have yet to step foot on sidewalks just past lines that are far too wide for my legs to cross over in one bound. Yet to see life from beyond my bedroom widow, covered with homemade curtains that only stay there because they collect dust far better than any swiffer duster ever could.
So do not ask me to write about streets I have yet to walk to upon and road I haven't traveled yet.
Because I cannot write about the boy that brought heartache, nor the empty spaces between bed sheets and fingers and heartbeats. I cannot write about addiction that leaves bones shivering in skin, fi
Live For The Moment by underworldriver, literature
Literature
Live For The Moment
They say that life isn't measure in how many breaths you take
But in moments that take your breath away...
If this quote is true
Then tell me why humans live for the future?
Dwell on what has happened behind them?
Why can't they live for the moment?
Dream and breath in the moment
Life is a blind eye
A book with blank pages
Awaiting the ink to grace it with words
Taking it for granted would be absurd
So Think,breathe and smile
In the moment
Soak in all the little things
The Kiss
The Hold on that special hand
The little smirk
The tiny touches
The greeting
All those things live for them
Live for the moment
Forget about what
Live in the moment cause life goes too fast
dont think of the future dont dwell on the past
take your sweet time drink like its your last
dont leave a single drop in your glass
inhale existance and breath it out slow
the road of life doesnt know where it goes
as fragile as butterfly wings the path that we tread
cherish each step so your not left for dead...
The Moment is Beautiful by TheseKrimzonFlames, literature
Literature
The Moment is Beautiful
Every moment we live and breathe,
We have the chance to open our eyes and see,
Things...a little differently,
Than we ever have before
And every moment, if we take the time,
We can discover what it means to be alive,
We find all the answers that we hide inside...
Life is accepting, it can never be denied...!
And the moment is beautiful...!
We live and learn,
We laugh and love,
Sometimes we stand alone,
But we always rise above...!
The moment is beautiful...!
Spinning around,
In anticipation,
Every heartbeat,
Is exhilaration...!
Because the moment is beautiful...
Every time we take the chance,
To take a stranger by the han
she had never come within ninety-three million miles of anything like love, but she said if she ever did, she would name it "september" and keep it in a dirty glass bowl like a mindless goldfish. she'd watch it swim back and forth, waiting for its belly to meet the surface so she could cry for something worthwhile.
she considered the consequences of scribbling down every thought that crossed her mind, pushing it into a bottle, and sending it across the sea. she wondered how long it would take to crack and sink to the ocean floor, and if whatever dwelled below would understand her better than those here above.
she dreamed that life was an al
Your love is like an iTunes playlist composed
at motley of your favourite radio headaches;
Happy songs, depressing songs, redundant
love ballads, and other bullshit you pretend to like.
Well, our lack thereof is no different than a worn-out
melody ringing in my ear drums over and over.
Because my phone never does, and my blood cell
piñata is as vulnerable as a broken record.
Were like all these unchecked boxes because
our song isnt worth listening to, and neither
of us have the attention spam to hit skip so the
only ones that come up on our shuffles are blank...
If my top 25 and your