Walking through the hall, I stopped in front of the library. Did I really wanna do this? I know she told me to read it, but did I really? I walked to the very back of the library and found the very old, ancient, and dusty book that my friend had told me to get. I looked through the pages carfully, trying to find the note, the note my friend had left. Searched and searched...FOUND IT! I sat and read it in my mind:
He was just there when I had broken up with my boyfriend, I didn't know that I would like him this much. Just when I was with him, when we talked, nothing else around us matterd. It was just me and him, no one else was there. I neve
The unnamed soap opera by Taintedlover, literature
Literature
The unnamed soap opera
Jake:O_O! *theatrical gasp* BUT IS HE GOING TO LIVE!?
Silvia: I dont know!
Jake:Damnit....
Silvia:I have good news and bad news, Mr. Givens.
Jake:Tracy's carrying his child! He can't die. And I have news as well....i'm carrying....Martha's baby
Silva:Well Mr. Givens, shut up and listen to me
!Jake:....indeed....*listens*
Silva:The good news is...Your baby is a she, and indeed Mr.Givens...you will give birth in 2 weeks...
Jake: The bad news is...your gay
Jake:O_O!!!! Good god. And doctor, I know what you've been doing with your spare time. All the scalpels and self surgeries. I believe in you! You will complete your sex change soon e
your nails left trails on my skin
im sorry i dragged you so far down
the walkway in chains i thought were beautiful
silent in my sanity i live safe inside my cell
where we once were together
curled up in my suffering i feel warm inside this pain
the pain i grown used to
and again and again i go down with them
...when it could of been us two
When I met you
I didn't really like you
I was so quiet
So bitter and so cold
Then I got to know you
And I let myself unfold
You became
My best friend
Together forever
Forever till the end
I made promises to you
That I swore I'd never break
Till this day they still stand
You could never call me fake
I promised I'd always be there for you
That I'd never leave you
You promised you'd never leave me
But why can't you see
The way I act
The way I talk around you
Can't you tell?
You mean so much more
I'm going through hell
I can't get you outta my head
Every night I lay in bed
Thinking It will be ok
But the way I feel for y
When I met you
I didn't really like you
I was so quiet
So bitter and so cold
Then I got to know you
And I let myself unfold
You became
My best friend
Together forever
Forever till the end
I made promises to you
That I swore I'd never break
Till this day they still stand
You could never call me fake
I promised I'd always be there for you
That I'd never leave you
You promised you'd never leave me
But why can't you see
The way I act
The way I talk around you
Can't you tell?
You mean so much more
I'm going through hell
I can't get you outta my head
Every night I lay in bed
Thinking It will be ok
But the way I feel for y
your nails left trails on my skin
im sorry i dragged you so far down
the walkway in chains i thought were beautiful
silent in my sanity i live safe inside my cell
where we once were together
curled up in my suffering i feel warm inside this pain
the pain i grown used to
and again and again i go down with them
...when it could of been us two
The unnamed soap opera by Taintedlover, literature
Literature
The unnamed soap opera
Jake:O_O! *theatrical gasp* BUT IS HE GOING TO LIVE!?
Silvia: I dont know!
Jake:Damnit....
Silvia:I have good news and bad news, Mr. Givens.
Jake:Tracy's carrying his child! He can't die. And I have news as well....i'm carrying....Martha's baby
Silva:Well Mr. Givens, shut up and listen to me
!Jake:....indeed....*listens*
Silva:The good news is...Your baby is a she, and indeed Mr.Givens...you will give birth in 2 weeks...
Jake: The bad news is...your gay
Jake:O_O!!!! Good god. And doctor, I know what you've been doing with your spare time. All the scalpels and self surgeries. I believe in you! You will complete your sex change soon e
i sifted through our pile
to try and take everything back
maybe as an apology
maybe to clear my conscience
i wanted to swallow every E-M S-S-I-K
and the U-O-Y E-V-O-L I
to remove my hand from yours
and the lips as well
i can't redo the past
the words and hands aree stuck
i didn't E-V-O-L you
i just thought i did
but it can't be taken back
I wake early when it's raining. Early enough to catch the first few drops in my tangled hair that I've pulled into a ponytail. I sit on my front walk where anyone who'd be awake would see me. But no one is. So I lay in my sweatshirt and jeans and cry. Cry that I'm so perfectly imperfect.
I cry that they're all so far away. What I wouldn't give for one of them to live across the street so they could sense when my blue mood is turning black to throw rocks at my window and make me sneak out to lay in their arms to realize that it's all ok.
As friends.
He knows how to make me happy. That is teasing me when I jump because of loud noises. G