Hephaestos347

I lean into you, wrapping my arms around you. Stroking the back of your neck. Nuzzling my cheek against yours. Letting my long, blonde locks graze against your face. You smirk slightly as I look into your eyes. Running my fingers, through your long hair, the sweat drips down my fingers, into my hands. I love you so much, I can’t keep my lips off of you. I wrap my arms around you, kissing your cheek, periodically. After I finish, you lean back, letting out a long sigh. Seductively kneeling in front of you, sitting upon your lap, I run my hands through your hair once more. You ask my opinion, and I say, “I think

How long have I been here? Underwater, time is nothing. I’ve been sputtering, gasping, Trying to breathe forever. Oh, someone please, Throw me a rope. I’m barely keeping my head up. Water seeps in everywhere, Ears, mouth, nose. It seems everytime I get close To the surface I’m pushed down again. Down into the blackness. Time and time, again. My lungs are filled, It’s worse than death. It’s endless torture. I can’t save myself But no one wants to save me.

Let myself forget, how it was all supposed to be. An equality was absent here. Made me believe, it was all my fault. Like I was nothing, too pathetic and weak to comprehend why you left. How could you let me think I wasn’t good enough? Hello, my enemy. You forgot your knife, lying still in my back. Thick, wet blood soaks it. Dripping down the handle. Rip it out of me, I won’t feel it. Anything you do to me, is nothing to me anymore. Won’t hear me. Screams like whispers. Faint and forgotten. Why did you pretend? Was it all a game? Made me think you cared and walked away. Hello, my enemy. Did you think

I would write you a letter, but I think that we are far past formalities. You love me, and I love you. We've discussed this, so many times, and we've said those words, to the point where it's part of our good night. My love, my sweet boy, my incredible man, this is not about my love, for you know, that will never fade. As I know, that yours shall never disappear for me. I adore you, care for you, want you, I need you, I have you. A year is a long time, and I cannot understand how it went by so quickly and so slowly at the same time. But like I said, this is not about love, it's about fear. When I lost my grandfather last summer, it was not d

I look at you, as tears roll down my face. There are no words, the shock of his death has overcome my ability to express all emotions. But you look into my eyes and somehow, just know. You embrace me, pulling me into you. Holding me close, you stroke my hair, softly. Making me feel entirely safe, as he once did. My face grows hotter. I sputter a few words, shaking as I cling to you. I feel your hand run up and down my back. You press your lips to my forehead. Lowering your head, you whisper in my ear. Reassuring me that you will always be here for me. I close my eyes. Letting the last of the tears come, knowing t

You reach behind you, stroking the back of my leg, softly. Reaching down, I entangle my fingers with yours. I see you smile in the rear view mirror. I smile back, as I take in the fierce yet oh so gentle shade of blue that lies within your enchanting eyes. So I just want you know, it's not the generic things I miss most. It's your touch. Your unique, cute little gestures. The way your hand feels against my smooth skin. For you, my dear, are my one and only.

Broken mirror, fiery hatred towards my reflection. I was lost within my self-loathing, despising my image, I cried for years, wishing I was different. I asked myself, what was wrong with me? Why was I the victim, as emo as that may sound. Always the loser, felt like I could never win. It wasn’t like there weren’t reasons. People said my shyness was a weakness. Said crass comments about me, when I wasn’t around, but I knew of them anyway. Then as I came out of my shell, I was apparently trying too hard. I could never figure it out, someone even once said, I was “too asian.” No matter what I di

You’re everything I’m not but everything I want to be I wonder how you lived through it all Disease, Divorce, Loss - you’re so free You’re in complete control, you make the call When you want something to change, it does just that Not because it had to but because you made it so People might think otherwise, but you’re no doormat You take the high road, you’d never sink low You were running a marathon, it was so amazing How you never stopped, not once, for you Your bravery I’ve seen is so blinding but true And now, I know you’ll never stop racing But this is something I always knew You’