Break down the wall you built to keep me out; I am good, I promise. But if I am wrong, I will rebuild it myself.
Author: B.K Laurel
please leave a message after the beep.
3:07am Hey, I’m sorry if this is a bad time, but I’ve been feeling lonely lately and I just wanted to know how you were doing. Call back when you can, All right, bye. 4:27am Hey, it’s me, again. Sorry, I’m calling, it’s just that I’m feeling weaker by the hour and I don’t know … Continue reading please leave a message after the beep.
curiosity killed the cat; by accident.
The other day, I hit a car, or the car hit me, I still haven't decided yet. Thankfully, I'm still alive and breathing and my BMW runs fine, but at what cost? In repairs, I'll probably have to spend around five hundred dollars to fix my old reliable, but depending on whose fault it was, … Continue reading curiosity killed the cat; by accident.
you were just notes on a page.
I never used to write with meaning until the day I met you. Before, I wrote just for fun. But now I’m starting to see with all the writing I do, There’s no difference between a sad song and a sad meaningful one.
penny for your thoughts.
I have two questions for you, but first, a third to ask that you take them seriously. Okay, students, let's begin. Imagine you're sitting in a café and out of nowhere, for no specific reason, someone random walks up to you and asks that you tell them something. Anything; about yourself. What part of you … Continue reading penny for your thoughts.
you haven’t touched me in a while.
Place your hand on my back and feel the tenderness of my skin. Pay attention to my eyes like you would the last bowling pin. And spare me the hurt; caress me with care. Put your lips to my lips and your hand through my hair. I know it's too early and I'm not thinking … Continue reading you haven’t touched me in a while.
i was just a pebble.
I was just a pebble people threw out to the sea never understanding why people let go so easily
if you’re a flower, i’m a flower too
I once got a tattoo of a flower on my ankle Because my ankle’s close to the ground And that's where flowers grow And in a way it reminds me of you How you stem from your roots The same way flowers do How you were just a seedling And before you knew it, you … Continue reading if you’re a flower, i’m a flower too
the ugly truth.
We will never be ready for each other. Because we were never right for each other.
