Anger is easier than forgiveness.

he sucked the nectar from her heart like a famished butterfly.

I want the part of you that you refuse to give.

Eyes Tell Stories But do they know how to craft fiction? Do they know how to spin lies? His eyes swear forever, flatter with vows of only me. But are they empty promises? I stare into his eyes, as into a crystal ball, but I cannot find forever, only movies of yesterday, a sketchbook of today, dreams of a shared tomorrow. His eyes whisper secrets. But are they truths or fairy tales? I wonder if even he knows.

I mean, who wants to trudge through life, doing everything just right? Taking no chances means wasting your dreams.

The first time I kissed you. One kiss, and I was totally hooked. Addicted to you. I could never love anyone the way I love you. I'd follow you across the universe.

I am different. And I don't understand exactly how. And I don't understand just why.