Emotions."That blank look is quite the burden." She could say
"You haven't got a smile in you, have you?"
With my eyes I feel nothing.
Expressions are meaningless when expression is gone.
Emotions leave trails of guilt and anger, and why feel when we don't have to?
Happiness never lasts. Nor does a smile.
It'll always fall down, into a lazy frown. Tears will always find their ways out of our empty eyes.
But we don't have to cry. Not tonight.
We don't have to feel emotions only waiting to hurt us.
No, because hurt is something so undesirable. We never hurt.
"That smile is so beautiful." She would say.
"You smile to me everyday, don't you?"
With my eyes I see beauty.
Expression is artwork, when it's shown behind a smile.
Emotions leave scars of love on our hearts, and we desire this happiness.
It won't last forever. No it wont. But feeling it for five minutes sure is worth it.
You never have to cry, no not ever.
You don't have to feel emotions, only waiting to hurt you.
No, because you have me, s
Sex and MarriageHer soft hands brushed against his skin, weaving through invisible mazes stretched across his emtpy form. Her lips made their way down his neck slowly biting and sucking. He breathed heavy but slowly, his hands stationary on her hips. He had her up against a wall, off the ground, in an empty room. He bit her lip, she moaned, closed her eyes, and looked up. He smiled at her reaction. His sharp fangs showing underneathe his reddened lips. He reached his arms around her torse , making his way to unhook her corsette. His careful fingers undid each hook with delicacy. He bent his neck down and removed the article with his teeth, leaving tiny holes where his fangs had punctured the cloth. His eyes moved up to her, she smiled at him. His heart jumped. His hands moved down, letting her stand on her own, he bent onto one knee and put her see-through thong in his mouth, chewing it open and removing it from behind. He licked her pelvis up to her breasts, slowly standing up. He reached her nipple
explained.It's so hard to explain.
Imagine being in a cage, with no food or water, and the outside world is looking in laughing at you.
And everyone can see who you really are, no matter how hard you try to hide it.
Imagine that cage being so small that your limbs hang out and in order to be comfortable you must contort and bind yourself.
Imagine having to wait five years in order to get a taste of happiness.
Imagine having to save up all your blood to feel normal again.
Now imagine having your friends sit beside you, no matter how violent you may get.
Imagine a beautiful girl holding your hand through the whole thing.
Imagine people you don't even know approaching you and giving you a smile.
It's so hard to explain, it cannot be summed up in one word.
It cannot be imagined by those not experiencing it.
Just imaging feeling pain, and pleasure mixed into one emotion.
You've taken my hand my love. You've taken it and cleaned off all the blood.
I no longer see things from suicides point of view.
I see things now from a clouds point of view. With the world below me, and no worries in the world.
I'm free from the wretched scars scattered across my arm.
You've shown me what love should feel like.
You showed me the alternative to manipulation.
I love you.
Have you smiled today? I did.
I woke up next to you and I smiled.
I was greeted by a kiss. The most beautiful kiss I have ever had. And the girl behind those lips was the most beautiful girl I have ever laid eyes on.
Do you remember? I remember.
I love you.
Today I fell in love.
Do you remember?