Will love ever be real? Because I don't think so.My friends tease me about it but I just think love is a thought, a part of your brain that is just there to tease you, a place in your heart we're it fills the gaps.Well that's what I say, love is just there as a joke, not real , never will be.
It was 3 am and pitch black outside, no birds chirping or dogs barking.Just screaming voices coming from down stairs.It was my parents fighting again! Nothing new. But it's fine, they keep me awake for the sunrise, I love the sunrise. I mean who doesn't.
It finally reached 5 am and I was still awake. It felt like I had been dug up and put into a grave for a lifetime. I picked up a blanket from my moms bedroom, slid some shoes on and ran out side
When I finally got out I laid the warm brown blanket on the grass, I looked up as I saw a stunning, golden bird drifting out of sight, it's wings releasing ethereal glows and it's silhouette slowly fading as it left behind it a stunning purple tint .It was beautiful.
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Hard Dreams
RomansaLoves fake, every part of it , I've learnt that from my parents , but when I met him, my life changes forever.
