the late night musings of a broken-hearted girl

1:13 am

your eyes held an astounding amount of mirth that not even the most eloquent words could encompass. mischief lined my eyes, but it lined your lungs instead because with every exhale you take, i was drawn closer. unuttered words and scorching looks promised lively flings. who doesn't like a quick tryst, would you?

the meaningless words you always spouted managed to make me laugh. you made me want to say so many things, but they always dissipated with a sweet taste before they hit the tip of my tongue. you had a way with words that made me want to call you at 3:00 am. you would not answer, would you?

the careless air that surrounded you was repulsing yet enticing; i could have breathed it in all day. you said my name with a low, casual tone; it never sounded so beautiful rolling off of someone's tongue. i will never hear those three little words come from your pouty mouth, will i?

you have a puzzling brain, i wish i could pick at it all day. you hid your profound intellect with a silly armor you always carried. you helped me in more ways than one; i wished you would let me in. my hands itched to pick at your heavy shield and unscramble your thoughts. i never will though, will i?

you reminded me of wistful nights we could spend in each other's embraces and under the shining stars. we could be drunk off liquor more bitter than what used to reside in me because of old heartbreaks. you let me see beach nights and midnight drives. we are still too young to drive into forever, right?

you showed me that some memories are best kept between us two. these small, sometimes forgotten moments, add up to most of my thoughts. your oozing words fill the cracks that sometimes fell through in my heart. we could be something great, right?

you made me delirious, i thought we could make it. i guess i was good person to play with; little do you know that i play this game better than anyone. you seemed to hate anything with strings attached, but i always get tangled in mine. ignorance was the most blissful when i was with you, don't you agree?

you gave me one look and my heart soared. you touched me and a pang would hit my chest. you mumbled incoherently and my lips craved yours more. you brushed by me and my heartstrings tugged. feelings are funny, little things, even more troublesome than you and me, don't you agree?

you made me think i was cupid's victim, but i saw his bow right on your rosy lips. you were so helplessly clueless, you even made me second-guess my wishes. but i think i will stick with you. i was forewarned of you and maybe i should go, but where is the fun in that?

a/n: i cant believe this story is ranked! AHHH! -a.n.