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There are steps in life we as human beings must pitifully endure
step 1: childhood
Where you are unconcious how bitter the world is
Step 2: That awkward phase
Where you're not a child nor a teenager, and life becomes difficult
Step 3: Heartbreak
Where you think you're in love, then you realize love is crap
and
Step 4: Being left to go out on our own
Where you finally see the world in your perspective
It's terrifying how life throws these steps at you, but as humans we must all endure them to better ourselves.
I want our hearts to beat together,
I want us to never seperate,
I want you.
I desire you.
You give me those cliche heartbeats that everyone dreams of having,
Why are you so untouchable?
This is the beginning of the end,
the beginning of love,
of lust,
of hate,
of envy,
of freedom,
of friendship,
of want,
of desire,
This is the beginning of our lives.
The tires squeaked on the pavement. "oh god," I thought to myself, "They're here to take me away!" I run into my closet and hold the door shut, hand remaining on the door knob. I waited in absolute silence, holding my breath, heart pounding louder than drums. It felt like hours, it felt like years. Then my bedroom door is busted down, a pool of men swarm into my room, guns in hand. I start biting my lip, "please don't notice me," Then a man points a gun to my hiding spot "Come out! We know you're in there!" I sigh in defeat. As soon as I open the door I feel a million hands grab me and push me out of my room. My hands become chained and I can't move. Correction, I don't dare to move, not with a cold, metal monster pressed against my left temple. One pull on the trigger, and boom. Game over.
The silence was so still, yet loud.
Whispering it's dreaded words of guilt into my ears.
"stop it!" I cried
but no one answered, no one replied
and I lay on the cold wet ground hoping me for an absolution
that shall never appear.
It was so abrupt. She just leaned over and kissed him and she wrapped her arms around his neck trying to pull him closer and his automatic response was to kiss back. "What are you doing?!" That voice inside of her head screamed, but she clamped the thought down even though she knew that what she was doing was completely, and utterly wrong.
Her mind was too preoccupied to pay attention to her math teacher droning on and on with his lesson. She was thinking about the boy with his sandy blond hair and green eyes, the way he smiled with that crooked smirk of his, the way his bangs gently brushed against his forehead ever so gracefully. Math was the last thing on her mind today, all she could think about was him.
I was so convinced that I was going to talk to you today that when the time came for it, I froze. I couldn't move, my feet would not carry me to the area where you were standing. I am certain that you will be the death of me.
It finally ended She thought to herself. She was unsure of whether or not she should celebrate or just not do anything at all. But it was over. He was finally out her life and she was finally free of his manipulative and controlling grasp.
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