naruhina101

I see you everyday and everyday I try to throw away all these memories of you. We were inseparable-- you and I complete opposites yet so close like magnets opposites attract. The jokes that no one but us understood still get a chuckle from me from time to time but then I remember-- and stop. The noises, the yelling We were practically drowning in anger and hatred Phone calls were absolute shit silence for an hour until someone finally just hangs up The end was inevitable held my hand out one last time and that's how it stayed. I found our old pictures from back when physical photos were a common thing our smil

Staring straight ahead running, running, running not looking back reminding myself to breathe the crunch of the leaves on the ground fill my ears as I gain speed suddenly I'm back where I started gusts of wind take over as I begin to run in the opposite direction I tripped on a branch stumbled and continue to run but it creeps up on me pushes down on my back causing me to fall can't run away or hide it hisses in my ear as I admit defeat you can never run away from the truth.

Suddenly, bubbles everywhere Filled with memories of you. You smiling, you laughing, You frowning, you crying, You walking away, you ignoring me, as I went to reach out to those bubbles... those smiling, happy bubbles, that make me smile, too You reached out and popped my bubble, and brought me back to your hatred and cold-hearted personaulity As I turned to walk away, I was suddenly staring where in front of me a bubble was floating, glistening inside.. you were smiling, and laughing, with me.

Thinking of you, dreaming of you, fantasizing about you, constantly hungering to see you, desiring to hear your voice; you're all I want, all I need, all I see, all I hear, what more can I say? Besides, how I never have the courage or the 'guts' to just say three simple words. Ironically, though, whenever I see you I want to tell you about the world. I can't say I would be your every answer, but I can hold your hand and you help you find it. I can't say that I'll give you everything I know that you deserve, but I can help you earn them..little by little each day. I can never just make things happen, I won't just make your wishes be granted. B

The green contrasted against his milky, creamy skin as the strokes of the fluent paintbrush revealed as though a flaw, the crimsom petals pigmented so beautifully, as though it was a rose's mere blood. The small, but sturdy leaves hold their little heads up with pride, crimpled detail, the stem thick and strong. I stood and watched as the boy held the rose between his forefinger and thumb, twirling and twirling it delicately, admiring his handiwork. Who is it for? I asked, my heart swelling up in hopes and prayers that it was for me. My mother, he replied a bit too quickly, it took me a second to realize the tinting of crimsom across his smoo

What is home? I don't even know the definition anymore The "home" I have is not a home Everyday is like a day in prison The constant eyes watching my every move Just waiting for some fuel to set on fire The room is my cell Always hiding in a hole, wondering if I'll ever be freed Never feeling safe, never feeling calm Just itching for escape Even for just an hour As long as I can see that not the whole world isn't like the world I'm forced to live in now Just a little more time, I whisper It's not long before I'm out I'm cracking, I'm cracking I keep asking myself how long I can last before I just explode Who knew that this

Something that should be as cherished as a valuable diamond a diamond that glistens with the unique spark that makes it your dream and your dream alone to achieve the dream you must meet it halfway to get what you desire most in life it is something that you hold close to your heart and never let anyone soil it it is what makes life livable and remember one thing, it is near impossible to break a diamond

My Best Friend. When I was little I used to sit in recess And watch the kids go, Go with their best friends, They look like they're going to be together Together forever Or so they think Soon they won't even Remember each other's name But I would always watch them And think; when can I have a best friend? Someone t can turn to Somebody who'll always be there But I don't think I ever will. I used to try, though But I was never me, I was their problem fixer Their listener who has nothing left But to sit down, shut up, and listen I'll try to open up myself to them, Or even let out all the misery and Loneliness I've had s

One day, my best friend and I were sitting down behind some stairs. Usually, nobody could get us to shut up. Now nobody can get us to speak. It felt horrible….sitting there with somebody I trusted with my life…. And feel uncomfortable. I should say something, I thought, Make this tension go away.. But I didn't. One day, we were on the phone. I was trying to be cheery as I talked about my day in school. Talking about all the dumb stuff people said, and done. Laughed at how people try to be as fake as possible. So how was your day? I asked, wondering what kind of story she had. Okay. was all I got. Did anything funny happen?