"I love you, Ashton" I whispered to his sleeping face, being careful so he doesn't hear. Quickly kissing him on the cheek, I run away knowing that he can't know, and he will never know. I'm in love with my bestfriend. "Diana?" Ashton's voice stops me. Tears threaten to fall down, but I push them away. "Yes?" "Could you please call Mel?" He replies. I nod and walk away.

poems of a girl who keeps looking back at her past. She needs to forget... but sometimes it seems so hard.

"because love requires guts, a soul, and a short term memory..." -some bookmark Random thoughts and lyrics about the heart and it's misadventures. [Copyright.styledinpink.sweetnovemberof.2013]

Tessa Young is an 18 year old college student with a simple life, excellent grades, and a sweet boyfriend. She always has things planned out ahead of time, until she meets a rude boy named Hardin, with too many tattoos and piercings who shatters her plans.

This is just a little something me and my amazing girlfriend thought up in a text conversation. I decided to write it down, and where better than here! It's basically a list of different things we want to do before we kick the bucket (for those few who for some reason are not familiar with the expression, it means to die) I dedicate this to her, and to our brilliantly bright and hopefully future together.