My breath came in short pants and my heart took off at a staccato pace. I felt my skin warm and my blood tingle and this was all just from seeing him again. At first he looked shocked, and then his face turned to a mask of longing. I could hardly believe that I was standing here staring into the eyes of Zach, my Zachary. And then just as quickly a wave of anger washed over his face. I was taken aback by the intensity. He winked at me and then he did the unthinkable. He reached for the girl beside him and laid a kiss on her that would make the Madame of a whore house blush. I quickly turned away and ran off in the other direction. How could I have been so stupid to think that Zach would want plain old me after what I did to him three years ago? He was way to gorgeous to sit around and long for me the same way that I craved him. It was nothing more that just a stupid little girls fantasy, but dammit, why did seeing the truth of it have to hurt so much?

Don't postpone what you want. Don't leave anything misunderstood. Make sure the people you care about know; make sure they know how you really feel. Because just like that, it could end. He's reckless and indignant. She harbors an all-consuming secret. Sometimes, God gives us what we never knew we needed.

Yes I am currently struggling with self harm, but you guys make the struggle a whole lot easier for me. Thank you everyone for voting, commenting, and especially fanning. If anyone needs to talk, I'm here. I've been through a lot, so I could probably help. I will always message you back. Have a beautiful day everyone. <3 Caity

The utter most inner thoughts and feelings of one who has but no other way to express them and therefore without a pen a paper she very much may spontaneously combust in an explosion of secrets bottled up for far far too long. : )

This story has a bunch of war diaries from the the first world war and most of them are from one solider please take in to considerration. :) It shows emotion and mixed feelings from alll 5 parts of the story. Enjoy this touching segatment ( that means extract) It is not copy and paste its information that tells you lots please read and commment so i know if i need to edit it in ANYWAY the costumer is always right.

~♥~Poetry~♥~ A collection of poems I have written. Some are old, some are new. Most of them are written from experiences I've had in life...

Bits and pieces of my life enter at your own risk.

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