

Romeo and JulietRomeo and Juliet.Romeo and Juliet
Walzing on the more-land wet.
Kissing quietly in the grove.
Dieing silently while no one knows.
Who they are and what they mean.
In eachother's embrace so keen.
Romeo and Juliet.
Staying with eachother till death.
And even in death they do not part.
Forever holding the other's heart.


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I slowly turned my hands over and over as I staired and wondered weather I had made the vines grow... or not.
I cupped my hands together an thought of a rose; of it's curving petals and sharp spines from witch I was named after. A rose slowly materialized in my hands. A hand reached into my view and picked up the rose gently. I looked up. Kaju turned the rose over in his hands for a few seconds then tucked it behind my ear. I barely knoticed his touch.
What is happening to me? I thought as a small tear fell from my now grey-ish blue eyes and trickled down my face. "Thorn?" Kaju ask


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I never actually remember how I ended up at the Stetson Boarding school. I was always told that I was left on the front steps with my best friend, Kaju, when I was just a baby. That I was taken in by the head cook, Candle, and raised at the School. Candle and Kaju have always helped me out of the toughest places and have stayed friends always.
Throughout the years, when Kaju and I were learning all of the things to do at the School, we were never separated. But in the past few years, we have grown up (Kaju is now 6 feet tall!!) and grown some what apart. It all started with my crush on him. I had alw


With Your LoveWITH YOUR LOVEWith Your Love
There's a hole in my heart And it's never been filled. I'd like someone to hold me. but no one ever has.
Someone needs to save me. help my chest from hurting so much
I could cry. Would you listen to me if I did?
Would you save me from myself? From the dark, black hole inside me. Maybe you could board it up with your love. With your love


Her PianoIt was a piano. A polished white, Yamaha, grand piano. Yet for Jessica...well, it was a piano and nothing more.Her Piano
That piano did introduce her to a kind senior though. It was one day during lunch and she ventured into that practice room for the first time. Sitting down at the piano, she got out her sheet music and forgot to close the door.
As she finished the piece she noticed a person standing in the doorway, slightly out of breath. His name was Josh. He was kind and the two grew to become close friends. In fact, they began playing music together almost daily. He even managed to 'convince' the director to


His PianoIt was a piano. A polished white, Yamaha, grand piano. Yet for Josh, it became everything.His Piano
It was an interesting day on campus. Lunch events were going on campuswide and almost everyone was outside. As Josh walked through the halls of the music building, he heard only one noise - the sweet melodies of a piano flowing through the hallway. It was nothing he had ever heard before. He dropped his stuff down and dashed down the hall, looking in the practice rooms to see if anyone was there.
As he ran, the noise became more beautiful. He finally found the practice room and arrived just as the piece ended.
He s


Why I Caught the SandmanHe's not here anymore, but I definitely had a twin once. We were born together and that's what counts. I know it's true, that he's real, because there's a pale scar like the crook of a finger on my hip. That's where the attachment was--it's from the months we spent in the womb together.Why I Caught the Sandman
The only time I was ever foolish enough to speak about my twin brother to my parents I used that worm-like scar as evidence. "You had an accident when you were very young," my mother said. But I could see her eyes trace nervous angles to a point far over my shoulder. I never spoke about him again. My parents, it became clear, were hiding something
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A legtisztább mágia a szívben lakozik.
Have a lovely day.
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katelouise.
It's me and the moon, she said.
you too
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"I should stop drinking the crimson blood scorching down my throat, but I didn't want to stop. I just didn't want to."
~ Darkness Doesn't Always Mean Bad
Is a new book I'm working on... just a snip-it.
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...just to love someone
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