My first love was love I feel in love with the idea of loving and being loved by someone So I confess, when you came I was already in love You just filled the space and I became in love with the idea of being loved by you.
Love can be many things, now this may sound weird… She drew in closer to me and said ‘ but I love it most when its revenge’.
A chill went down my spine not because of the sinister smile she gave nor the way her tongue rolled over the word ‘revenge’. It was because I knew what she meant, I loved it too.
No author explains this better than V.C.Andrews. Author of the five book series ‘Dollanganger book series’. But I loved how, the author could still portray love in its purest form. Continue reading
she loved those smiles that hid her tears
those laughs so coarse her throat hurt
she loved the solitude and the way the silence sounded, because in her ears they were beautiful symphonies.
she loved the awkward look she got when she was simply being herself.
she loved the way it made her feel unique and without a care
and how she loved their laughter and their some what sincere smiles because they made her know she was not a part of them and would never be. Continue reading
I wondered how life would have been if I hadn’t met him.
if I hadn’t been broken up to the point when I needed more, I simply needed him
so when we met on that cold rainy day, me a girl at the peak of my youth having not yet experienced what love was.
And he showed me, he draw me close to his side, showed me his nail pierced hand. Turned his back to me and showed me his scared back. Showed me his wounded side where blood and water flowed mingled down.
Then I knew.
so that’s what love is Continue reading