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StuckImagine there's a girl that you've known for a little while.
She's cute, and bubbly, and you genuinely enjoy hearing about her day.
You see her more and more now, and you become friends.
She compliments you and you feel all gooey inside.

That's when you realize you might have feelings for her,
And you don't want to, because you're friends now.
But you can't help it.

When you see her, you just can't stop that dumb grin that plasters your face,
Smiling helplessly and staring at her,
Because each time you catch a glimpse of her,
She's suddenly the most beautiful person you've ever met.

And when she asks for a piggy back ride for the third tim

Aunt EdithShe was an old photograph he'd found in the basement dated March 5, 1932.
Under the date was a scribbled-down, "I'm sorry".
The picture itself was big eyes and dark hair and a smile that barely fit the message on the back.

He wondered who was sorry and what they were sorry for.

He learned later that she had been his great aunt Edith who had jumped from a ten story building only five minutes after the apology was scrawled. She had been 21, the same age that he would be in about three weeks.
He'd been telling himself that he'd make it 'til then.

And he did, because Aunt Edith didn't want him to end up like her.

He was still curious what she

This Could Be Perfect...I roll over and face her..
Sleeping; so peaceful...

My fingertips trail their soft touch down her arm
and I carefully place my hand inside hers..

This would be perfect..

But... she doesn't feel the same..
There's nothing I can do.. It's who she
is.. She can never feel that way.....

Some QuestionsWould you hate me if I told you how I loved?

Would you shun me if you knew my heart and mind?

Do you think it's a sin for me to be who I am?

Do you really think God would oppose love and support hate?

Do you realize that I am just like you,

same hopes, same dreams, same fears?

Could you sleep at night,

or face yourself in the morning,

knowing you are an advocate for discrimination and loneliness?

Do you think the love I feel is not as "real" as yours?

How can you know my heart well enough to judge it?

And, have you looked at your own heart lately?

My Coming Out LetterHi, Mum. Hi, Dad.

This is a hard letter to write, if only for the fact that I’m scared of what your reaction will be. I’m scared that you won’t love me any more.
You see, I’m a lesbian.
I need you to accept this, to accept me. I’ve not changed as a person. If anything, you’ll see more of my personality. I want to be able to talk about girls that I like. I don’t want my dad asking me whether I think the boy walking near us is cute, when I’m more interested in the very pretty girl walking in the opposite direction.
I’ve not changed. I need you to understand that. I’m still me. I&rsquo

I Love HerYou say this is wrong,
the work of the devil,
I never knew love,
could cost me forever.

It's not my fault,
I didn't ask for this,
I didn't ask to get caught,
caught up in her kiss.

It's not just a faze,
I've always felt this,
the need not for a prince,
but for a princess.

But you say it's impossible,
un-holy, un-natural,
for me to feel this way,
I have to fight it, I have to battle.

But why is it that you; mom and dad,
your love is seen as pure,
but as for mine, it's seen as a sin,
just because it's with a girl.

You always taught me not to judge,
so why are you being so judgmental,
you sin too, you have your faults,
so why am I the one o

Simply MeI am a lesbian,
Not a faggot.
It's not a phase,
I can't change.
That is who I like.

I am goth,
Not emo,
I don't cut.
It's not a phase,
I don't want to change.
It's just how I dress.

I am Wiccan,
Not Satanist,
I don't worship trees.
It's not a phase,
It makes me a better person.
It's my belief

I am what I am,
Just let me be.
I don't curse your name,
Or say bad things about you.
Why give these labels?
Does it give you superiority?
Do you have something empty to fill?
Those things,
Make me, me
So I am no longer empty.

That One Person...Have you ever had that one person who could make you smile simply by thinking about them? Do you have that one person who you can be around, smile, laugh, and not hide anything around them? You know that they'll accept you no matter what you say, and they understand you on a level that no one else does. You stand in their very presence and it makes you feel as if you're walking on clouds.

There's one person who makes me experience all of these things. Let me clear up something that we are not dating, because she's a bit skeptical on the whole idea of relationships. I can understand that. Our ex's were both total bitches to us, and in general

At the BeachI remember a time that you and I went walking on the beach. The light of the setting sun rippled over us, as the waves tickled our feet and climbed our legs. It was beautiful there, on that clear evening, when the sky was made of spun gold and the sea was a sheet of beaten bronze. The wind lifted a small strand of your hair, tossing it from one side of your face to the other, creating a twisted mask across your eyes. You laughed, brushing the hair back into its rightful place behind your ear, then looked at me with joyful eyes.
"Thank you for bringing me here. I - thank you," you said breathlessly, the wind whipping your words away and throwing them into the air above the ocean. I leaned closer to you, the scent of salt in my nostrils, and my face reflected in your liquid brown eyes. The light was playing across your beautiful visage, and play it should. Nowhere could a happier person be found than right here in front of me. I knew that bringing you to the beach had been a good idea.

Ice Water In Hell There are moments, infinite spaces between the waltzes of my heart, that I imagine something different. I'm good at it too, imagining this life I won't ever get to have, or maybe what could be. It's a life where my parents don't fight, and accept me. Or perhaps one where my and Ellie could stay in this cabin forever, and never have to look back or give a reason why. I picture us holding hands and walking down the hectic streets of Chicago together. I picture Ellie's laugh being caused by something I said, and I hear her singing in the middle of the night when it's too late to care.
I imagine kissed, fiery limbs, breathy sighs.
Mostly I i

Let me help youAs I look over at you
I can see you crumbling apart
Piece by piece
Like the tears fall down my face
Bit by bit

My wife
You are my life
You gave my life a meaning
You gave me another chance

We made a vow to eachother years ago
Never to part, always to support
And as I see your silent tears
My heart slowly breaks

You are my world
You are a big part of me
I can feel you're fading
Hold on my dear

You're losing grip
You're crumbling apart
I will always support you
Till death do us part

So talk to me babe
Let me help you
Show me your tears and break your wall
Let me fix you

And as I drop everything
As I totally ignore work
I rush over to you

Is this love?When you look at me-just a tiny glance-I feel warm inside because I think maybe, just maybe, you think I'm pretty.
And your voice. It's like sweet honey or a delicate angel. So light and airy- blissful to listen to.
And your eyes. Icy, beautiful orbs that can make anyone do your bidding. They remind me of a calm beach- such bright blue eyes, filled with innocence.
And your hair. Chocolate brown waves of silky hair. It frames your face perfectly and always is neat and straightened.
And your lips. So rosey and pink- how I wish I could kiss them gently, sensually. How I wish I could feel their softness, plumpness. They seem to beg for attention

Always YoursYou have the most wonderful way with words, My Dear.
Never have I felt more alive
Never have I felt more in tune..
with any one person
with any one moment
-I was always yours.

Even if I could express what you make me feel,
I'd need a lot more than words
A lot more than demeanor

I was always yours
.. even before we met

Ever the Romantic (Valentine for... Everyone.)Well... It's almost Valentine's Day.... So... Here's a little somethin-somethin' I think ya'll should hear.

You're beautiful. To the point that I look at you.. And feel my knees weaken.
The way your face curves... Gracefully until it meets your hair.. And your hair...
Oh how I want to run my fingers through...

Your eyes.. Bright pools of laughter.
I am captivated everytime I see them...
But I look away as quick as I can when your eyes meet mine...

I listen to your laugh...
Make a fool of myself just to hear it,
And revel in your smile.

Your body, I wish to cradle to mine
So languid in your movements, gracefully taunting me.
So perfect, inspired by the Muses, carved with gentle hands.

My heart swells when you say my name
A blush instantly coloring my cheeks.
So beautiful... How long I've waited for you to notice me.

Love me, love me.
Goddess of beauty, God of strength
So perfect you are, art of which I am unworthy

R

With MeYou were the one
who walked away
Without a word, I
was left to pay
I waited so long
For your return
Oh how long can
a neglected flame burn...

It's finally my turn
To matter enough
To step out of the pain
To prove I'm enough
I will always care
Oh you know I do
But I deserve more
And you know that too...

I would rather stand
Right by your side,
But I can't stand to be
The one you hide,
My love blazes aflame
That screams out your name
But I won't be your secret
I won't play that game...

I'll always love you
I try not to lie
But I can't wait forever
And let my spirit die
Don't you agree
I deserve to be
With someone

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Dark BlueShe makes me feel like I'm floating.
when she touches me that way,
when her fingers,
touch my skin,
and my skin remembers
and recognizes that feeling.
Something magical happens,
and I am high on love.

When her lips touch mine,
trail down my chest...
and my fingers are teasing the short hair
at the nape of her neck,
God,
I tell you-
I can taste heaven.

It may sound odd to put it this way,
but I have always thought,
she had this energy to her.
And it is a heat, a love, a passion,
it is what lights my fire,
and inflames my soul,
and wraps around and holds me.

And its blue,
its dark blue,
It's the color of the sky at nigh

ThinThin, to be thin.
Think thin,
get thin.

I always think about thin,
I would never give up,
delicious foods,
dont get me wrong.

But still, thin is there.

Thin is in.

I lost the weight I wanted to lose,
but once I knew I could do it,
I looked at my scale reading 128,
and I wondered if that really was
thin.

I could go thinner.

But really? I can't,
I know it.
I don't want to be 105,
look boney in a dress
and have a small chest.

I love my curves,
I covet my breasts,
I wouldn't give up my thighs for the world.
Thats why I can't go thinner.

My stomach isn't muscular or flat,
It is somewhere in between the two,
and I'm hap

That TimeWe sat down,
and for some reason,
something triggered a thought about..
"That time".

That time were ashamed of,
the one we always try to forget,
pretend it never happened,
but it did.

We swiftly begin to argue,
cause you can't believe
I brought up "that shit"
And how could I hold it against you?

But everytime I think of it darling,
How I gave you all of me,
All the love in the world I ever had,
And how you were so willing
to piss it all away...

Maybe I understood,
how you could do that..
But I never understood that you would,
or that you could,
ever, do that to me.

I hurt.
I can't forget that time.

You say you paid you

The DreamI had a dream last night.
I was in green fields,
and the blue sky and clouds were above me,
and the world looked beautiful again.

I heard you calling my name,
in a sing-song sort of way,
like a whisper on the wind
so I followed you.

I felt the mossy grass beneathe my feet,
as I approached the creek,
and I walked over the smooth pebbles,
like we did when we were kids.

The trees beckoned me forward,
and parted to show me the way.

And all the time,
the wind was playing with my hair,
swirling around my body,
as though pushing me in the right direction.

In a clearing I found you,
facing away, your arms at your sides.
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Soul Mate

by ~ScarxNight, Jan 30, 2013, 6:30:18 PM
Literature / Poetry / Emotional / Free Verse

I'm 7 years deep.

Whenever I tell people they always exclaim:
"That's so long!"
But I don't think it'll really hit me til 10.

I am still deeply in love,
though my analytical mind turns at times.
It says 'what is love really?'
And
'how do you know its not a deep friendship?'
'how do you know that you haven't simply grown comfortable?'

And the truth is,
I don't really know.
I think perhaps that those things are a part of love.
And they aren't as scary as people make them out to be.

All I know is this feels right.

And when I think of the day I realized simply..
That I longed for her..
That every bone and muscle,
every piece of me, body and spirit, longed for her so completely,
I can't help but smile.

Back then I didn't think "love"
In fact I didn't think it for quite awhile.

It was just a feeling from the depths of my soul.
It cried out with need for her,
and when I kept us apart-
due to school, or work, or the like-
It ached until we could be together.

Perhaps that is how you tell you've found your soul-mate.

It had nothing to do with me,
I never had a choice in the matter.
And I didn't realize I was in deep until we kissed the first time.

But once we had!
The lightbulb clicked on,
my heart roared to life,
There was fireworks in my mind spelling out:
"You're in love!"

And that whole night all I could think of was how completely complete I felt,
for the first time in my life,
I was really truly complete,
and so happy.

In the morning I thought,
Oh god, how long have I been in love with her?
How much of my life have I wasted on silly crushes!..

...When it's been you.
It's always been you.

Ever since I saw you,
and our souls recognized each other.

I knew it would be you forever.

Soul Mateby ~ScarxNight

Literature / Poetry / Emotional / Free Verse

A poem about me and the one I love.

~bandnerd5 Feb 3, 2013 Hobbyist General Artist

i truly love that! oh my gosh i am completely in love with.. your literature!

~ScarxNight Feb 3, 2013 Hobbyist Writer

Haha thank you, I try!

~bandnerd5 Feb 4, 2013 Hobbyist General Artist

your very welcome!

~angeluchiha7 Jan 31, 2013 Student Artist

nice , have fun life with her

~ScarxNight Jan 31, 2013 Hobbyist Writer

Thank you, I intend to.

~angeluchiha7 Feb 1, 2013 Student Artist

~taturivera Jan 30, 2013

I never really like the literature on here. I usually just read my own stuff. This is, actually, really good. Other things are cheesy and. . just. . linear. This is a new way of looking at it.

~ScarxNight Jan 30, 2013 Hobbyist Writer

Thank you, I'm glad you liked it! And I'm glad it stands out.

~taturivera Jan 30, 2013

When I write, I just write to get the point across. I don't write to express a story or convey an emotion in to an artform. I turn the art form in to topic. I try to convey what is bothering me, and try to eradicate horrible things, with art. But, when I ever want to read, or write something beautiful, I will look at this, and I will think, "This is how writing should be done."

~ScarxNight Jan 30, 2013 Hobbyist Writer

That has to be one of the best compliments I've ever received, and I really take it to heart. Thank you so much.

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