Are bạn Real?
Your hair is indescribably soft and smooth. Your eyes, remind me of honey-sickle in the glistening sun. Your lips are gentle and plump like a peach. Your skin is white as snow and as smooth and hard as marble& stone. bạn sometimes speak of a time that is not known to me. Your smell is indescribably sweet and, just wonderful. bạn dress commonly to fit in with the world and its surroundings. bạn are very kind and considerate of how bạn affect the ones bạn love. I hear about bạn a lot, and to what people say, like how you’re so hot, and they wish that bạn were with them. I see bạn in my head and in reality. I tình yêu to think about bạn and me, and if we were together, and daydream about all the things we could do. But when I’m alone, and thinking of that. I then start to think other things. Like, ‘you aren’t real’, ‘this isn’t real’, ma cà rồng do exist, I won’t and wish that they do. You’re a non- fictional character, and if bạn were real you’d never want to be with me. If the stories were real, then you’d be with her, and not me. I wish that there was my own version of bạn out there for me somewhere in this world. I just WISH and HOPE with ALL my tim, trái tim that bạn and ma cà rồng were all,-every single one of you- real. And, I guess, that all that’s left to do, is wait for you. Wait for bạn to come and get me. Take me away, far, far away, where we can live together for all eternity.
bởi Alexia Houley-Dougherty (HOU0007)
Your hair is indescribably soft and smooth. Your eyes, remind me of honey-sickle in the glistening sun. Your lips are gentle and plump like a peach. Your skin is white as snow and as smooth and hard as marble& stone. bạn sometimes speak of a time that is not known to me. Your smell is indescribably sweet and, just wonderful. bạn dress commonly to fit in with the world and its surroundings. bạn are very kind and considerate of how bạn affect the ones bạn love. I hear about bạn a lot, and to what people say, like how you’re so hot, and they wish that bạn were with them. I see bạn in my head and in reality. I tình yêu to think about bạn and me, and if we were together, and daydream about all the things we could do. But when I’m alone, and thinking of that. I then start to think other things. Like, ‘you aren’t real’, ‘this isn’t real’, ma cà rồng do exist, I won’t and wish that they do. You’re a non- fictional character, and if bạn were real you’d never want to be with me. If the stories were real, then you’d be with her, and not me. I wish that there was my own version of bạn out there for me somewhere in this world. I just WISH and HOPE with ALL my tim, trái tim that bạn and ma cà rồng were all,-every single one of you- real. And, I guess, that all that’s left to do, is wait for you. Wait for bạn to come and get me. Take me away, far, far away, where we can live together for all eternity.
bởi Alexia Houley-Dougherty (HOU0007)