Your arms still circling my waist as I turned away into the sweet, night air made me dizzier than if you had stolen all of my breath.
My one sentence story
there are eight billion people in this world,
I am alone.
you’re my chapter
The dreams we had, smelled of lilac and honey, the scent still lingers in the air as the train starts to leave.
He wore it
her beautiful skin
into his body.
This is about a girl that loved the waves and fell too deep,
her state deeper than the sea itself.
The tiny dancer steps onto the pedestal and at the girl's whim, she begins to spin:
her arms reach towards the sky, her eyes look straight ahead, as she dances the dance in the little girl's head.
The world around her changed quickly, and she grew as it changed, but not fast enough.
Together forever, that's what you told me, but now you just want to be apart.
She looked at the bruises beneath and told herself, these habits have got to stop.
I leaped across the oceans for you, only to find out that you didn't exist