MiaLunaAmore

So here I am, screaming into silence; into blackness; into quiet. Craving a reality instead of dealing with mere fantasy. Ready to take that step forward, But you're holding me back. Making me search inside myself to figure out what I lack. To make me better, to make me yours. I'm done with this crazy ride- I can't figure out what to do. Emotions are going up, down, sideways, topsy-turvy, full-circle, and then somehow back to you. I'm tired and I don't know What the hell is going on. I'm trying so hard to make things right, So why do I feel like I'm all wrong? Until a solution appears, there's only one thing I can see.

I'm all twisted up in this whirlwind that won't let me walk straight. Trying to manage my way across uneven ground in far than stable circumstances. Unsure of direction, lacking confidence, and attempting not to fall flat on my face. That's how I feel. Heartbeats spiked with excited adrenaline, rushes of butterflies by mere memories, Tornadoes riling up inside of my emotions, mixing uncertainty with foolish delight, Delving into something I'm hoping we both are searching for, That's how I feel. You have me second-guessing every last syllable that passes through our lips. Reading far too much into statements that more than likely mea

So we're back here again, Back from the place we left. And I think that I'm willing to give it another ride. - So we'll just climb this slope, I know it's steep, but I won't loose hope. 'Cause I'm not afraid of giving it another try. - This roller coaster keeps spinning crazy, And that's just how it is with you and me, baby. We can't seem to resist each others' charms, Which is why we keep falling back into each others' arms. - Chorus: We're going faster, faster, the brakes have come off- We're speeding down the hill, pulling out all the stops. We're going up, down, what's happened now? I wanna get back on the merry-go-round.

Scott:     He scanned the paper in front of him. He had to write a summary of the book that he'd just spent the last month reading, over-analyzing and basically regurgitating for his AP English course. Oh, and his summary had to be in the form of a sonnet. Not like it was becoming increasingly complicated or anything. Luckily, he was able to pay attention in the class quite easily, even though two of his closest female friends were in the class. One was a notorious flirt, whose name was Celia. He saw her run through guy after guy, flirting her way into their lives, and then soon obsessing over him not texting her back within a ten hour time

Would your initial reaction be the same, If you couldn't see my face? If you couldn't see my assets? If you just had my voice and conversation? We'd be able to rely on each other, And not just looks and biased notions. We could talk the day away about subjects, Becoming closer friends without tension of any sort. It'd be sublime, being able to confide in you Without worry of things getting screwed up. And maybe then, only then, Could the masks begin to falter, the exteriors stripped away. We could tell each other with complete honesty, What we thought of the other, And at that point would be able to judge their words as genuine.

     Her phone buzzed and she glanced down to read the screen. It was from Skyler again. She groaned. 'Now what does he want?' she wondered silently, reaching to flip open the phone. He didn't text her unless he was missing her and wanting to hit on her. And she was in no mood to deal with his bullshit. She'd just been through a nasty break-up, and was not in the mood to deal with one of her past interests. Especially one that had gone as badly as Skyler. She opened the text hesitantly.      "Hey, sry to hear tht u brke up w/ Alex =/. U kno, I wuld hve been a perfct boyfrnd fr u. -hug-"      She resisted to throw the phone against the wal

  Rayna twirled a lock of hair around her finger as she snuggled closer to Liam. He looked down at her, smiling as he rested his hand around her waist. She was one of his closest friends-a true confidant, and constantly there for him, no matter the circumstance. She made him smile and he could always on rely on her to brighten his day, no matter how dark it might've seemed. She was also his ex-girlfriend. It was stunning, really, how easily they got along. Their relationship (during its duration) had been for the most part, effortless. But it ended, as many do, when he began to feel as though he was holding her back from being who she truly w