For a brief moment you existed. For a brief momen I found a reason for living.

For a while I smiled and meant it.

For a second in time I was with you joined as one.

But atlast it was never ment to be.

God needed his angel back and although my mind tells me you okay. My heart cant help from shattering to a million pieces each time a baby passes by.

By now I would've been getting ready to meet you.

But instead I look through the end of a gin bottle and my heart shatters to a point where no tears fall. I'm numb yet in ap much pain

Because for a moment in time I had everything I thought I would never have. I had a reason to wake up. A reason to plan a future.

But it was not our time. Maybe in another life time i will get to cradle you and decorate your face in kisses. I will have the option of holding you close to my heart and watching you dance.

But till then all i have is a memory of the love of my life that once was but is no more ...

She's the one with a smile, laughing everytime you look at her. She's the one you go to for advice not knowing she's herself is trying to figure life out. You see the mask she puts on everyday. But have you ever looked close enough to see that the smile never touched her eyes let alone her pale cheeks. Have you ever taken a second to notice her breath is premeditated. If she breathes to fast you ould tell she's having an anxiety attack. If she breathed to slow shes going into a depression. Have you ever looked into those eyes that seem to be blank and dull yet hold ao much pain and sorrow. No. Because she does her best to hide it. She is the easy go lucky friend. The one that throws caution to the wind. That's what you see. But you dont realise she throws caution to the wind just not to feel. To feel every heartbreak. Every loss. Every broken moment of trust. Every lie that made her the person she is.

So the next time you see her look a little closer. You might notice shes more then what you see on the outside .

they were like water and fire. he was the passion that ran through his veins. and her. she was the calm after the storm. although, they cherished one another with out a doubt, they were only allowed to co exist in the different corners. he was the boy her mother warned her about and him the girl she knew he needed.

My body could not move, only my mind could function. Laying pinned to the bed I could hear the loud rumbling and sense the slime dripping down from the sides of its mouth, its body cold as ice but its breath heated and rotten, laying unmovable staring into its deformed face and crumpled up body with fear coursing threw me

I'm a cup of steaming coffee on a winters day. The comfort of fuzzy sleepwear and fluffy socks. I am a complex creation created by a master creator. I'm the protection bars that keep my loved ones safe, the calm to his anger.

However...

I can also be the a tornado on my worst day. The hoarse ocean that drowns you when I feel threatened and the steaming sun you cany escape