Stories tagged “long”
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You
It’s the butterflies that I still get, the way you make me simply forget, everything that was ever wrong. These are some reasons I’ve loved you so long. There’s also the easy way you make me smile, and feel so much better than i have ...
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(Pre) Dear Susan
Ok, so… I’m spanish, I’m 15 and I’ve never been with anyone foreign. I haven’t been out of my country so all I know of english is thanks to youtube and english magazines. I’ve never really written in english, and I d...
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Dear Susan (1)
Dear Susan: You may never read this. But I don’t care. I just need to take everyhting out and leave written how I feel. How I feel after losing you. How I feel after I decided to follow you. You’re the best I’ve ever had. You’ve been part of th...
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Dear Susan (2)
You opened my eyes in the face of I world I didn’t know at all. Or a world that I knew but I wouldn’t imagine this things happening to people like you. You became important to me. I couldn’t deny it and I still can’t deny it. Trying to make you...
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Dear Susan (3)
My friends ignored me. You don’t know anything of this, because if I had told you, you would have left me. And, surprisingly, you were much more important to me than a stupid group of populars that say they’re your friends when they aren’t really...
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Dear Susan (4)
That’s why I started writing this song for you. You know I like music. I wanted you to hear it, to go out with me. I wanted you not to leave me. So I tried calling you by twentieth time. To my surprise, you answered. “Tom?” you cried. “Tom, ple...
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Dear Susan (5)
My world died with you.I died with you. I haven’t stayed the same. You changed my whole life and I didn’t notice. Danny has supported me again, but does it matter if you’re not here? I told you once that I would die for you, and now I totally wou...
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Make It A Someday
Somedays just chase you down Beat your heart out with a stick Until there is nothing left but invisible blood Somedays just make you freeze Love your heart with a hand For so long that you don’t want to go forward And my eyes look upon the mornin...
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Desire Begets Desire.
Sigh, sigh sigh. Long for it, bleed. This elusive love- It certainly was not exclusively built for speed. Yearn, yearn yearn. Desire begets desire. This cold embrace is enough to destroy the ignorant heat of our fire. Cry, cry cry. Freedom, let them fl...