Made Room For Me

" Cause we're as cool as ice :). "



The overwhelming feeling of something so important when it comes to an end is indescribable.
When all you have left is your dreams and what brings you satisfaction in them, you cant help waking up the next morning trying to imagine when something like that is going to happen in real life.
You cant always hide out in your comfort zone waiting for the right time to step off your high horse. Eventually, instinct kicks in and you do realize that fairytales always begun when you imagine the perfect life.
When do you ever get tired of putting on a fake and plastic smile?
When do you ever get tired of getting hurt?
Sacrifices is what you do in a relationship
Sacrifice is what we've done in ours.


Sometimes you live in denial and wish for everything to go away.
Sometimes you speak the truth and stumble upon your own words.
You do what your suppose to do and pray to god its not a mistake.
You set goals and accomplishments for yourself which you fail to succeed in.


Every now and again you think about yourself. You think about the ways you could have saved yourself the eternal despair of sorrow.
Though, you didn't want it to happen that way. It did!
Irreversible mistakes.
When all you think about is making it better and nothing else could matter.


Where do you go from there?
Hanging on by a loose thread,
holding on so tight.
Don't let me go.
Don't give up on me.
Don't walk away tonight.


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She doesn't give into temptation.
She's so much stronger now with him


Everyday there's a little more.
There's a little more love.
There's a little more lust.
There's a little more desperation.
And everyday, she tries harder to prove that she is perfect.


Sitting at home, after a long day she wonder if he might ask today how her day went.
She wondered if virtual insanity existed over the phone.
Her phone beeped.
Her text tune rung.
She listened till it ended.


She grazed the keypad with her password and clicked read.
Her chest tightened.
Her lips trembled.
The sides of her mouth curved and formed a smile.
And there it was right before her eyes.
"Baby, how are you? I miss you."


From vague thoughts she couldn't remember the last time he said that.
Eager to reply, she sat down on her table and furiously typed out her reply.
Excited by enthusiasm from him was a great change.


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Where would you find me tonight?



edit: My fairytale ending was never what it seemed. Until tonight



listening to: Backstreet boys - Just want you to know



reading: Economics - chapter 8 :)



obsession: empty glass



feeling: jovial



craving: freedom!




Would you ever say you would like to take a walk with me? <3