im 14, im tall, skinny, brown hair, brown eyes, i LOVE to write poetry. i speak english and a little bit of french. oh, and i kinda know a little bit of spanish too. so yeah. i have Ancraophobia/ Anemophobia... its the fear of wind. |
You said what we had would last forever.
you said we would always be together...
The second you said, \"we need to talk\"
it felt like i went into total shock...
Your laugh, your smile,
your beautiful eyes...
Forever...
its now...
Every time i close my eyes,
i think of you and all your lies...
Splishing and splashing.
Strolling and dancing...
The night of my life,
laying underneath the stars...
Theres no such thing.
as a happy ever after...
Puking my guts out,
my knees aching from kneeling so long...
Why am i left with this feeling?
EVERY time we meet...