My heart beats against my chest as you lean in close to my face
Like hail hitting a tin roof, my heart beats so rapidly you can almost hear it
I try to cover the blush that creeps across my paler than pale cheeks, but you notice and smirk
"You're blushing~" you taunt, jokingly
I stay quiet, trying to suppress my feelings
'Of course I am, the love of my life is 2 inches from my face, who wouldn't be blushing right now!?' I think
You look away, back to your work. But I just stare
It may seem creepy now, but who could resist staring
You're so beautiful it stuns me
Sometimes I want to sit there forever, hold your hand, and stare into your amazing eyes, and just tell you how I feel in person.
It doesn't help that you have the most amazing personality I've ever seen in a girl.
You're funny and sweet and you're just a wonderful person in general.
I know that the little kisses you plant on my cheek every 10 seconds probably has no meaning other than the fictional love between our characters,
but I can't help but get a fluttering feeling in my chest that makes me feel like I could fly to the moon and back.
I don't know if you feel this way about me,
I thought you did,
But now I'm just getting mixed signals,
And it's killing me.
The kisses,
Sweet words,
The too-long-lingering hugs,
I don't know if you really love me like you say you do
Or if you're just a really good actor.
Or maybe you just get a kick out of the flustered looks I have when you put your hand on my Leg or you kiss my cheek,
I just want the truth.
Do you really love me?
Or is this just some cruel game of pretend?
You don't have to tell me now, I want you to be ready to tell me, it just
It's tearing me apart.
You're the reason I smile and laugh so much and sing love songs at the top of my lungs in the shower and draw little hearts all over my paper like a little lovesick 3rd grader and you're the reason I get up in the morning and don't think "Fuck my life, I wish I was dead" like I used to
You're the one person in life that truly fixed me and made me love myself and made me see the brighter things in life, past the blades and the tears and the suicidal thoughts of my past.
Again, sometimes I just stare at you when you don't see or notice me
And you know what I'm thinking?
I'm thinking "This person, this angel, was the one who finally saved me from myself...
...I just can't believe God finally answered my prayers"
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Short Stories and poems
FanficHello! Im going to be writing Poems and short stories. Most of them come from my heart and how I feel or WHATEVER is in my fucked up mind. some of the stories are just gonna be really weird tho too... kinda like the randomness book only more serious...