But I hope that who ever he ends up with, holds that kid tighter than she's held anyone before and yes I'm crying as I'm typing this. Hot teardrops running down my face, but who ever is meant to be with him must know that he's an amazing person and deserves the world. He deserves everything I have to offer and more. I wish,oh god, how I wish I could hold him and listen to his heartbeat as I cry myself to sleep. Whatever happens in life I just need to get my feelings that I'm holding in and he..he just deserve's the fucking world. Hold his fucking hand, hold him like someone will take him away forever. Dance in the rain, sing in the shower hold him so tight that all the broken pieces stick back together. Never let him go, let him into your mind and heart because I know he'll never leave. Show and give him the type of love that we read about in fairy tales. Love him for as long as we live, drown him in love, suffocate him in kisses. Whisper love stories in the dark. Hold your children in your arms knowing you two made it. Beat the fuck out of the world, fight with all your might. Show him what it means to love and be in love. Let him take your heart and break it over and over agin because only then will you feel alive. Only then will you remember all the memories only then will they haunt you and then you will realize how lucky you are to be holding a beautiful Galaxy in your hand. How if feels like to touch both the sun and the moon in one hand. Laugh and cry together. Dance and sing like no one is watching and love like you will never get hurt. I swear he could cut my throat and i would thank him for touching my skin, rip my heart out and I'd let him keep it. And as I type each tear falls with a piece of my heart that will never be his. Look at me how pathetic I am. Look at how fucking pathetic I am, he was never meant to be mine. I was never supposed to care about him in that way. Look at how fucking pathetic I am to be crying over a stupid ass boy. Oh how must the world keep reminding me of how pathetic I am.
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Paper Birds Can't Fly
PoetryThis is a collection of poems and little things that I write. No it's not an actual "story". Just read it and you'll understand that you're not alone.
