longing

[shortstoriestragicendings]

The look upon his face made her smile, and yet broke her heart. It was so caring, so fierce. The look made her want him, but the action he had just taken did not erase the others he had taken a month ago. She had found him guilty of an unforgivable act; to completely forgive him would be suicide to her heart. She knew she loved him and knew he loved her. It hurt her to know he was that one person. That one person you shared perfect moments with but could never fully have. For a while she thought she had him completely as he had her. He went against her causing her to develop a cynical view of the world. She trusted no one, and expected nothing but liars and cheats from the world.

She thinks of him while another wraps his arms around her warming her from the outside in. He used to warm her only from the inside out. Just hearing his voice gave her this warmth, warmth she longs for yet again. He warms her differently now. The passionate love that warmed her is replaced with a fiery passionate anger. The anger burns in her and she is forced to cool down with tears. She sits now in a window staring at a calm blue sky with tears rolling down her cheeks.  

[[ In Nomine Satanas ]]

It doesn't have to be like this.  

[NovaKing]

that one was quite powerful, bravo.  

[KirbyVictorious]

It's very purpley blue.

But it didn't flow too well.

Still...deep.  

[Gomenroia]

b*****d... I wanna go punch him...  

[KirbyVictorious]

Nyeh?

Who?  

[NovaKing]

KirbyVictorious

It's very purpley blue.

But it didn't flow too well.

Still...deep.

really????? thats weird i got the colors ice blue, snowy white, [ sweater multi colors which go through the odd ball color spectrum] then black, pale white, a bit of red, and maybe wall color.

for some reason i could never hone into her head, alli could see were her nose cheeks and nothing above that.