Stained on my heart are your blood red lips

I miss them and your touch

I breathe in and out, the ocean dips

I didn’t think I would miss you this much

I gaze at the sky that seems less bright blue

It seems they lost their color when I lost you

I love to hear our song… well mine now

I hear you singing it sometimes I’m not sure how

The clean red roses fill my lungs and mind

I hate that I can’t break this spell

I threw away our picture today one less thing to remind

I guess I hope you are doing well

Love is hard.

Not love for another being a dog, a cat, a brother, a friend, a girl: ya a girl

Loving a girl isn’t hard you just care about them a lot and you would do anything in your power to…

Well to do what they ask. It’s not that hard if you think about it no girl is going to ask me to throw my life down so she can walk on it well those ones are hard to love; most girls are smart and strong and beautiful inside and out. They don’t want you to hurt why would that make them happy? Some girls are mean. You can love them still, it’s hard but not that hard. Sometimes guys love you too that’s ok. Shrug that’s fine I love them too not in the same way as girls though.

I have friends, at least people who tell me they are. I love them it is not hard. No all of that love is not that hard.

I have a hard time loving someone else though. I just don’t understand why he does some of the stupid shit he does. He apologizes and is genuine but then he does something just as dumb the next day. He is an idiot. He is cool sometimes he laughs enjoys life; on the outside on the outside he looks pretty fun to be around. A lot of people love him they tell him that often actually and he believes them most of the time. I can’t love him anymore though. It is hard to bring myself to love… someone like me

#selflove

#change

#Iamanidiot

#love

like flowing water cleansing the soul

feels like magic if its done right

unites people like a treaty done right

like a sunrise for your ears

like peace as close as we can come anyway

like a fresh rasberry ready to be plucked, it waits... for us.

Looking back I regret it

I wish I hadn't kissed you

I complicatecd things that didn't need to be complicated

The play is gonna be hard to do now

It's not like I don't like you

Hell, in a different life I might have loved you

Your smell was intoxicating (in a good way trust me)

Ed Sheeran singing in the background

you closed your eyes and I just...

Wow my eyes are nothing like yours

looking at mine they are just cold and calculating

yours were... transcendent warm and brown

haha now I can barely back at myself in the mirror

you look at one pair of beautiful pair of eyes and then...

well suffice to say everything else falls short

I do miss you.

looking back

I wish I hadn't kissed you

now I'm lost in my own eyes thinking of yours.

you don’t know me.how could you we aren’t the same you don’t know me of course you don’t like me thats how it is here I am not your people you are not mine you don’t know me. We grew up in a different place, I perform my music and play football to pay to be educated. You are educated so your rich family back home is pleased

I am not intolerant neither are you

we are just different

so we can not like each other

or love?...

No.You are different thats what they tell me they tell you that too you just insist it’s not true.

well I guess we know that now

we know something

that if things were different we could...

No.

Maybe if things were different but...

we can make them different

how

beauty lies in difference a song is not good unless it has harmonies that are different than the...

melody? Of course you are the melody Ha! what should I expect?

expect nothing from me

I won’t.

ok

ok

You don’t know me. How could you?

Crash!

I heard it upstairs,

Bang!

There it is again.

We don't even have an upstairs.

glad demons aren't real.

Right?

guess it doesn't know.

Time and time again

She smiled at me and grin

God, I loved her smile

I smiled back at her

we liked each other a lot

she is gone now though

I got lost sometimes

in the memory of her

she is gone now though

You say you wish.

You say you can't believe. I believed once, I believed we made the world a better place.

I might have been wrong.

You didn't seem to think so when you said that though.

I am amiss, but thats ok, so is the world. I am not going to use any more sentences. There have been quite enough of your sentences. Done.

If the world were to be better off without you than where would I be

well without you I suppose

that's not what I want

well if I knew what I wanted then we wouldn't be here so damn long

I am sorry I didn't mean that

I just get angry with you sometimes

when you say things like that

because I need you so we are teens and you won't live I don't care!

I am sorry I lied about the sentences.

Don't ever say again that the world would be better without you because it wouldn't I wouldn't.

Lucas's Brother

A lion told me I could be anything.

I knew this was foolish but yet I flew, I know this world was full of beautiful things that I could never hope to reach yet for a moment I touched them all. The lion told me I would grow soon. I was excited and wanted to do this as soon as I could. He smiled warmly; but a tear did fall. I thought little of it.

The lion became more angry "you will grow soon!" He said in a loud voice that was more beautful than scary. "I know, " I told him. The lion loved me and I him he showed me all the magic that was to be seen in this world. My adventures as a pirate and a space man that was magic so was the way the sun glinted off my mothers glass bird. I stole it once just to see the magic up close in the woods with the lion. I gave it back later... I did! or maybe I lost it with the lion.

I grew older then. Just as the lion told me. Soon I couldn't understand what he was telling me. I listened so hard one day but couldn't hear him. Did I ever hear him? No of course not "whoever heard of a lion singing." I must be crazy. I could still see him he looked at me with his big brown eyes so powerful yet gentle. He looked at me one day and another tear came down. As it touched the ground I looked up and couldn't see him any more. My lion was gone, the magic was gone. But I continued to grow I met girls and they told me to forget the magic and worry about how I looked and to be important instead. Well I do miss the lion still I just... well..

I seem to have forgotten his name.