His hand gripping my wrist felt like a oven closed on my hand. I jerked away from him in shock and pain. I creased my brows wordlessly.
" I'm sorry" he said, looking nervous and abashed.
I shook my head slowly taking in the brown hair, blue eyes, 6'3 guy before me. Owen bit his lip.
I took a deep breathe and held it in for some time, then exhaled and I saw him stiffen as my breathe carresed his flawless tanned face.
"Rose? Look at me." Owen demanded
I did and I...ran. Ran from him, from my terrior, from my feelings, from anything I could. I wanted to keep running forever, far away from him and life and anything in particular. My blood pounded, I couldn't keep running because I was stupid and human...and I knew he had had no trouble keeping up... I hated him
" I'm sorry" he said, looking nervous and abashed.
I shook my head slowly taking in the brown hair, blue eyes, 6'3 guy before me. Owen bit his lip.
I took a deep breathe and held it in for some time, then exhaled and I saw him stiffen as my breathe carresed his flawless tanned face.
"Rose? Look at me." Owen demanded
I did and I...ran. Ran from him, from my terrior, from my feelings, from anything I could. I wanted to keep running forever, far away from him and life and anything in particular. My blood pounded, I couldn't keep running because I was stupid and human...and I knew he had had no trouble keeping up... I hated him
Another poem by me. This one came out kinda lame,but I'll let the rating be the judge (assuming there will be any).
That Girl
Have you seen that girl,
That goes around here and there?
Nobody knows where she’s going,
Is she even going somewhere?
Pretty face, pretty hair,
Nobody knows her name,
She seems sad, what a coincidence,
I’ve been feeling the same.
She seems lost,
Doesn’t even know where she’s from,
I’m a nice guy so I invite her,
To stay in my home.
She seats in the couch,
My, is she pretty?
I wonder what I can say,
To comfort that girl , so dreamy.
Sarah,
She tells me it’s her name,
She feels sad,
Funny,
Because I’ve been feeling the same
That Girl
Have you seen that girl,
That goes around here and there?
Nobody knows where she’s going,
Is she even going somewhere?
Pretty face, pretty hair,
Nobody knows her name,
She seems sad, what a coincidence,
I’ve been feeling the same.
She seems lost,
Doesn’t even know where she’s from,
I’m a nice guy so I invite her,
To stay in my home.
She seats in the couch,
My, is she pretty?
I wonder what I can say,
To comfort that girl , so dreamy.
Sarah,
She tells me it’s her name,
She feels sad,
Funny,
Because I’ve been feeling the same
I wrote this yesterday when me and my boyfriend had a big fight and it's a fight that may go on for a long time. I know I am young to write something like this but, I guess it helps. Plus If you don't like it just tell me, ok?
The Power of Words
You and I had this big long fight,
It felt like the storm during the night.
It was verry sad and cold,
My friends had to like you a lot
and you felt like I forgot,
forgot about you.
But I had a prodject due.
You think you're mr. I'm so cool
but you used to act like a ghool.
Not to the people you love,
to the sensetive people like a dove.
How we spoke with eachother,
made you feel much better.
But the fight we had,
you said was nothing but it was bad.
See ya pal we're ova,
take the cell you gave me and do me a fava.
Just don't ever,
Never...
Talk to me again!
The Power of Words
You and I had this big long fight,
It felt like the storm during the night.
It was verry sad and cold,
My friends had to like you a lot
and you felt like I forgot,
forgot about you.
But I had a prodject due.
You think you're mr. I'm so cool
but you used to act like a ghool.
Not to the people you love,
to the sensetive people like a dove.
How we spoke with eachother,
made you feel much better.
But the fight we had,
you said was nothing but it was bad.
See ya pal we're ova,
take the cell you gave me and do me a fava.
Just don't ever,
Never...
Talk to me again!