|
|
| Home Just In Communities Forums Beta Readers Dictionary Search | Login Register Extras |
“will you just get on the damn ferry boat already?”
she said (frustrated)
at
the heartbreakingly beautiful boy
with his long, girlish hair hanging into his eyes
that were a piercingly (alarmingly) deep blue
which drilled into my very soul, everytime single time he looked at me
taking my fucking breath away
and made me wonder why he couldn’t be mine
and i realized that
he was going to grow up to be an angel
but everyone knows that angels can’t (don’t have the ability to) fall in love
because who would choose to leave heaven (where all the perfect people are)
and fall down to earth (where all the screw ups (like me) are)