ShopDreamUp AI ArtDreamUp
Deviation Actions
Literature Text
i know you hated when we fought
but it's the only time
i ever felt genuine passion between us
i don't think i've ever missed you once,
i think i miss the idea i had of you
i was okay with you not loving me
but what made me feel the need
to shred my arms with anger
was you whispering your love to another girl
when you said "we grew distant,"
i saw it more as "i want to die more and more each day
and you haven't noticed my detachment from life"
i believed you when you said you loved me
the first time
the second time
the four hundredth time
but the last time was anything but sincerity
you were so childish in the sense
you thought when i was mad at you
i suddenly stopped loving you
i wasn't lying when i said
i won't ever stop loving you
and that's something i will have to deal with
every day of the rest of my life
you made me regret all my wrongdoings,
you made me feel like a bad person,
you made me want to be a better human
you have the purest heart
although thoughts of you with her
are poison in my brain,
i can't help but wanting to call you
and ask if she makes you as happy
as you once told me i did
but it's the only time
i ever felt genuine passion between us
i don't think i've ever missed you once,
i think i miss the idea i had of you
i was okay with you not loving me
but what made me feel the need
to shred my arms with anger
was you whispering your love to another girl
when you said "we grew distant,"
i saw it more as "i want to die more and more each day
and you haven't noticed my detachment from life"
i believed you when you said you loved me
the first time
the second time
the four hundredth time
but the last time was anything but sincerity
you were so childish in the sense
you thought when i was mad at you
i suddenly stopped loving you
i wasn't lying when i said
i won't ever stop loving you
and that's something i will have to deal with
every day of the rest of my life
you made me regret all my wrongdoings,
you made me feel like a bad person,
you made me want to be a better human
you have the purest heart
although thoughts of you with her
are poison in my brain,
i can't help but wanting to call you
and ask if she makes you as happy
as you once told me i did
Literature
Questions I Never Asked My Grandfather
My grandfather sits in a wheelchair by the window in the old people's home with his chin leaned into his chest, mumbling incessantly and unintelligibly to himself and drooling a little from the right corner of his mouth. Mom can't come here anymore. She just breaks down at the sight of him so I sometimes come by myself and sit with him in silence for a while.
It's a sad end to a long and hard life, and I morbidly think to myself that if a political party stepped forth now with the legalization of euthanasia on its agenda, I'd vote for it. After two strokes and a hemorrhage, topped with severe senile dementia, what is the point of letting peo
Literature
The Nothings
The Nothings
Once upon a time there were somethings.
Somethings where the little girl with the pigtails would come bouncing home talking to her mother about what she did at school today, how was her friend Jimmy, and oh! she almost forgot her crayons, but luckily Emily was there to remind her.
She would prattle on and on delightedly while her mother listened, her euphoria taking her higher than the moon.
***
She insisted on acting "grown up".
She would sit, straight and stark, and never forget to keep her elbows off the table and her napkin on her lap. She would always say "yes, ma'am," , "no, ma'am,", "thank you very, very muchly," and
Literature
A walk through the woods
I was walking alone in the woods one day when I happened upon a strange sight. An old man out of place among the new shoots muttering something to himself. Normally I would have run from such a strange man, but for some reason I instead felt compelled to speak with him and ask him my questions.
So I did.
"Who are you?" I asked when I came close enough for him to hear me.
"I have many names," He replied with a smile.
"Surely you must have at least one that you use," I said concerned that the old man might not be as harmless as I thought.
"Don't be afraid my child I mean you no harm, though others may say that I do. If you insist on a name
Suggested Collections
Featured in Groups
i need to stop writing about you
© 2016 - 2024 xXDearxMyAngelXx
Comments1
Join the community to add your comment. Already a deviant? Log In