words are like spilt waterDear you,Unspoken words spilt from your lips as all around us, promises mingled with the bittersweet tinge of memories saturate the moist air. Whispers of could-have's and has-been's stung my eyes as I feigned a smile.I'm rigid with all the things I want to say but can't. So instead of telling you all the important things like I love you, I'm sorry and do you miss me? I meet your eyes but not quite and say, hey you. And although we will switch off the lights and go our separate ways I can't help but think that maybe, just maybe, you wanted to say more than 'hey'.Love,Me
paper heartsDear you,Today I saw the guy who'd pried my heart from my chest cavities with flimsy fingers laced with even flimsier promises. We stood there, best-friends-turned-strangers, and I found myself tripping over memories of had-beens. And just as I was about to swallow my pride-again-and throw a last-ditch effort to grasp the faltering threads of our friendship, I remembered what he said that night:"I don't think things will ever go back to the way they used to be."And you know, I didn't think this was possible, but my heart broke a little more.Love,Me
i betDear you,I bet she's beautiful; nice eyes, dainty lips (and maybe perfect teeth, since you're into that). When she smiles, her whole face lights up; when she laughs, it sounds like rushing water and tinkling bells. When she talks, her voice is soft as the words float towards you and caresses your skin. She wouldn't wear her emotions on her sleeves; she's probably always happy and cheerful and bubbly. She probably doesn't get angry the way I would; she probably wouldn't yell at you when she's upset, or walk away hoping you'd come after her. Or maybe she does, but maybe with her, you'd do anything to make her stay.I bet she's gorgeous, the sort of pretty that takes a moment or two to realize, but the moment you do, she takes your breath away. I bet her most stunning attribute is her ability to make those around her feel good-after all, that would be the only type of girl you could possibly fall for. You never went for physical beauty; you know that such a thing would fade with time. So
Like GlassI sipped the coffee quietly, although we both know I dont like the stuff.So. The word dispersed in the air, followed by the trail of silver smoke. I looked up, almost surprised at the realisation that you were watching me.The silent words hung heavily in the room; Im sorry.I blinked and continued tilting the mug into my mouth, savouring the bitterness and letting it numb my tongue.Yeah, I say, pursing my lips. So am I.You turned away, and I secretly marvelled at my ability to stay poker-faced whilst you squirmed at my tone.I know what youre thinking, even as you grabbed your coat and left without another backward glanceMy words cut like glass.
A Chance In TimeId catch you, you know. I blinked and turned to look at him. He returned my gaze with a smile and shrugged lightly, taking my hand into his. It suddenly occurred to me as to what he was referring to, and I found myself flushing hotly. Chuckling, he pulled me closer towards him. You didnt think Id forget did you?I smiled and rested my head on his shoulder. I was just surprised that you remembered, I said, after a while. He traced tiny hearts on my bare arm and raised goose-bumps along my skin.Cassie. His voice was quiet. I think
I think Im falling in love with you. I felt as though my heart had stopped beating. My throat seemed to have closed up, and by the time I decided to look at him, I realized that the silence had lasted for a moment too long. He was no longer looking at me and I suddenly realized that he may never look at me with the same affection he had for me only moments ago. The very t