There he is just standing there, starring at you with cachorro, filhote de cachorro dog eyes. He smiles briefly at you breaking your heart. It’s all too much so you so you 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.” You lie. You don’t want to hear him apologize or even see him. What he did hurt you like nothing else could, still you knew that you loved him and you coração ached for him. You wish you could turn back time to when you both were happy but you know that what’s done is done.
“How about us…” He tries to say but you cut him off.
“There is no us” You state yet you can not look at him while you say it. His blue eye look at you sadly, clearly hurt por your statement.
“That’s not true, if it were true you would be able to look me in the eyes and say that it.” His voice cracks at the end. You try and tell him that you don’t amor him, that there is not us.
“I can’t.” Looking into his deep blue eyes you know he will eventually break your coração but you kiss him away. You let you lips meet in a blast of amor and passion. You wish you could stop time and stay in his embrace forever. In his embrace you feel seguro like nothing will ever hurt you.
“I amor you.” He whispers in your ear, meaning dripping off every word, making you smile. All you fears disappear with those three words.
You both stand there not wanting to mover from your current position, savoring each others warmth. You knew it would be hard but eventually if you both tried, maybe you could restore what was broken. Maybe this would make you stronger. You had hope that it would be alright in the end. That time would heal the wounds.
“I amor you too.”
Maybe just maybe it’ll be okay.
“I just want to talk.”
“There’s nothing to talk about.” You lie. You don’t want to hear him apologize or even see him. What he did hurt you like nothing else could, still you knew that you loved him and you coração ached for him. You wish you could turn back time to when you both were happy but you know that what’s done is done.
“How about us…” He tries to say but you cut him off.
“There is no us” You state yet you can not look at him while you say it. His blue eye look at you sadly, clearly hurt por your statement.
“That’s not true, if it were true you would be able to look me in the eyes and say that it.” His voice cracks at the end. You try and tell him that you don’t amor him, that there is not us.
“I can’t.” Looking into his deep blue eyes you know he will eventually break your coração but you kiss him away. You let you lips meet in a blast of amor and passion. You wish you could stop time and stay in his embrace forever. In his embrace you feel seguro like nothing will ever hurt you.
“I amor you.” He whispers in your ear, meaning dripping off every word, making you smile. All you fears disappear with those three words.
You both stand there not wanting to mover from your current position, savoring each others warmth. You knew it would be hard but eventually if you both tried, maybe you could restore what was broken. Maybe this would make you stronger. You had hope that it would be alright in the end. That time would heal the wounds.
“I amor you 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 you 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 you look at the world you always see the small things. You 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 por ever secret, every hidden thing yet to be discovered… or never will.
And I know we shouldn’t be telling you, but you ought to know.
So look at the world, that’s right look at it. Because it’s going to change forever…
When you look at the world you always see the small things. You 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 por ever secret, every hidden thing yet to be discovered… or never will.
And I know we shouldn’t be telling you, but you 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 artigo 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 you think). They all have ibdividual powers like Skye can use other peoples power, Hazelle and Gabriel,s powers are conjuring fogo 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 or leave it alone. Also give me insight into what to do to fix it. Thanks.
Falling...
Sometimes she’s down por the river
Or other times por 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 por her side
She’s avoided por 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 por the river
Or other times por 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 por her side
She’s avoided por 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…