"did you feel that?" you murmured,
sending goosebumps crawling down
my skin. "feel what?" but i knew
exactly what you meant.
the shock; the current
the fire.
"i'm scared of lightning."
"me too."
-
"you're crazy," you laughed. i love your
laugh. "no i'm not, i'm just happy; free."
i danced barefoot in the grass, arms
stretched out and feeling the warmth
of the sun
one more time.
"will you teach me? i don't think i know
how to be free," your smile faltered just
a little bit.
-
and so little by little i taught you how to be
free, how to live. and i saw you smile
more and more.
"can you keep a secret?" you didn't need
to ask; you already knew my answer. "of
course." you looked at me with your sincere
green eyes that i so often got lost in.
"i love you. more than anything.
my nightmares are no more, instead
i dream. really dream."
my heart smiled a big goofy grin.
-
we watched the rain fall down
all around us. "maybe all those raindrops
aren't supposed to look sad to us. maybe
they are all the people who have fallen in
love today." you were playing with my hair again.
"maybe," i smiled. i liked that idea.
i took your hand and we ran into the rain.
"i'm not afraid of lightning anymore," i yelled to the sky.
-
we had a race, to see whose heart would beat
the fastest. i won but you were a close second.
"can you keep a secret?" i asked. "i think.. i think..
i think i fell into a puddle long ago."
you laughed. "no silly, i caught you before
you hit the ground." and you kissed me.
the shock; the current
the fire
















Comments
i love every single letter of this.
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you were the fire in my eyes,
but i wanted to put you out.
i'm so incredibly glad (:
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I really think you have set the scene so perfectly.
It's one of those things that touches your heart.
I really adore the way you have expressed their love and their dreams.. and their fears. This is amazing!
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"You're something beautiful, a contradiction..."
"I hate you, jacob black."
"That's good. Hate is a passionate emotion"
"I'll give you passionate," I muttered under my breath "Murder, the ultimate crime of passion."
words cannot describe how much i appreciate it (:
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i wish you the best of luck (:
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I absoulety love this.
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Love is like war: easy to begin, hard to end.
-Proverb
Kiss me under the mistletoe...please?
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