Maybe if I’d become your friend earlier.
Maybe if I’d invited you places.
Maybe if I’d started the conversations.
Maybe if she never came into the picture.
Maybe if you two never met.
Maybe if I had lied and said she was bad.
Maybe if I had kept my energy back.
Maybe if I had become the quiet kid.
Maybe if I didn’t open up as much…
Then maybe…
Maybe you would’ve never left me....
I can’t stop writing about you.
All of my songs
All of my thoughts
All of my emotions
Relate to you.
I need to stop
But I can’t.
I need to get over you
But I can’t.
I have to be around you for 2 hours
Soon.
What’re you gonna do?
Look at me and smirk?
Look away right after?
Smile, look at me, frown?
I didn’t do anything
And all I want is for you to come back.
But it won’t happen
And I h...
I was Icarus with you.
I had finally felt free
And happy.
I let that wipe my brain
From what I knew was to come.
I flew through our days together
And then I got too close to love.
I wanted to experience more of it,
I wanted to see the freedom with it.
But my wings melted
Like my heart that shattered
And I fell
To the ground
Without you to help me up.
I loved you as Icarus loved the sun…...
My writings
Are the mirrors of my mind.
They tell the words
Of my soul
And heart.
They tell the stories
Of all my broken pieces
When they were shattered
And hopefully
When they will be put together again.
The writers I read
Their words
Are the mirrors of their minds.
I hear their pain
I hear their hurt
I also hear when they are happy
And loved and content.
I hate seeing them down and de...
The two of them.
It’s all I see
Past the mist
Past the lies
Past the layers of hate
I see them.
The two people who will always smile when they see me
The two people who would kill to save me.
The two are my best friends
Even if no one else can see them
I can
And that’s all that matters.
I love you Nico and will.
That’s the two of them.
Idc if they are fictional. They are all I’ve got left...
“Come in.”
I stepped aside and closed the door as he walked in.
“We’ll watch it in my room, is that ok?”
“Yep.”
I lead him to my room and he hopped onto my bed and held his arms out for me. I crawled into them as he kissed my head countless times. Giggling, I hit play.
“Oh by the way, all of my friends know about us. Not Marcus and them, they aren’t friends.”
Caden said, his voice sound happy. A...