The touch of your lips sends shivers down my spine.
The move of your tongue leaves me breathless.
Your kiss is not just a kiss,
Your kiss tells me your desires,
Your dreams, your hopes.
I have never felt a kiss like that.
So strong, so emotional.
So full of love, feelings and dedication.
Your kiss weakens me,
Makes me dream, makes me hope.
A kiss thats beyond lust.
A kiss that you want to wake up to,
A kiss that you want to go bed with,
The kiss you want forever.
Stop it.
Stop caring.
Promised myself i wouldn't do it again.
Promised myself i wouldn't be crazy jealous.
So just stop it.
He looks and i freeze.
He smiles and im stunned.
He stares and i go weak.
Completely.
He notices that im sleepy even when i thought he wasnt looking.
He notices that im disturbed even though i show no signs.
He notices that im unhappy even when i laugh the loudest i can.
I see his efforts.
I see his faith.
I see his hopes.
I see his dreams.
I see his goals.
I see me in him.
I see us in my future.
Everytime i turn and see that girl in the window staring back at me my heart drops with
The girl in the window,
a 12 year old girl who's world crashes around her without any warning.
Crashed so hard that it knocked her out, erasing any happy memories that she once held on so dearly.
All that remains were the stabbing pain she felt in her heart, in her head.
The painful tears that she'd shed whenever she tries to remember yet all that comes to mind are awful things she has seen, heard and felt.
The girl in the window,
A story of how an innocent little girl who hardly understands life itself was forced to face with the cold, harsh reality of life. Incapable of doing anything to stop the crash. Willingly sitting there and taking the blow.
I want everything to stop.
World stop spinning.
Time stop moving.
Heart stop beating.
Death.
Just to stop feeling.
Just to avoid disappointments.
Just to not feel pain.
I just dont understand what i feel inside me.
How can something so nice make me feel so scared.
How can something so sweet make me feel so sour.
How can something so beautiful make me feel so on edge.
Its like standing on a cliff,
With wind blowing hard,
I stand there trying to keep my balance.
Making sure i dont fall.
But im slipping.
If i fall, i know it'll ba a long fall.
I know it'll be long before i land.
I know when i land its going to hurt.
But somehow i cant get myself to step away from the edge.
The need to feel, to love, to live seem to be pulling me.
Making me take risks that i know will haunt me.
Is this how life's got to be?
Or will i realize in amidst of the fall that im dreaming.
And all ill be landing on is in the arms of the one i depend on.
Then only will i know that i just wont hurt no more.
