yalalolaaa

He felt like a storm,
          	like the ones at the dead of night 
          	
          	He played the cards right, 
          	and got me out of my house,
          	out in the storm, 
          	out in the vulnerable,
          	
          	Where I danced the night away, 
          	the icy-cold raindrops kissing my cheeks,
          	telling me stories of love and forevers 
          	
          	His words, sweet as honey, 
          	like the caramel in chocolates,
          	hit me like fierce winds, 
          	slashing my skin like daggers
          	and imprinting his name on my soul
          	just like the storm of that night
          	
          	The storm collapsed in the morning,
          	and he did too
          	
          	Now all I have of him,
          	is the leaves that fell 
          	while he came at me like a storm
          	
          	But to blame someone,
          	I'd blame myself 
          	for I opened the doors of my house
          	and embraced the devil at my will
          	knowing already, 
          	that home is a shelter of all storms,
          	of all sorts
          	but putting myself out there, in the storm,
          	knowing  already 
          	that anywhere not home
          	could kill those alone 
          	
          	It is me who is at fault
          	
          	-yuri

yalalolaaa

@louissixteennn wth that small teeney meeney phrase won't do me good
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yalalolaaa

He felt like a storm,
          like the ones at the dead of night 
          
          He played the cards right, 
          and got me out of my house,
          out in the storm, 
          out in the vulnerable,
          
          Where I danced the night away, 
          the icy-cold raindrops kissing my cheeks,
          telling me stories of love and forevers 
          
          His words, sweet as honey, 
          like the caramel in chocolates,
          hit me like fierce winds, 
          slashing my skin like daggers
          and imprinting his name on my soul
          just like the storm of that night
          
          The storm collapsed in the morning,
          and he did too
          
          Now all I have of him,
          is the leaves that fell 
          while he came at me like a storm
          
          But to blame someone,
          I'd blame myself 
          for I opened the doors of my house
          and embraced the devil at my will
          knowing already, 
          that home is a shelter of all storms,
          of all sorts
          but putting myself out there, in the storm,
          knowing  already 
          that anywhere not home
          could kill those alone 
          
          It is me who is at fault
          
          -yuri

yalalolaaa

@louissixteennn wth that small teeney meeney phrase won't do me good
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yalalolaaa

Anyone got any suggestions for good books? I wanna read something good, or watch a movie. Any genre, just with a happy ending?

-fxllxn_dxmon-

@yalalolaaa yesss like i get so happy when I think abt it, I'm just overwhelmed <33
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yalalolaaa

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@-fxllxn_dxmon- dude this thing is so heart warming to read, i mean, all this while, I wasn't alone and wasn't just day dreaming shit.
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@yalalolaaa yesss makes me feel so good
            I heard this theory somewhere that we can only comprehend what already exists. So maybe the characters already exist in another universe, they go thru the same things as the books they're written in. And authors are able to imagine these characters as they are cuz yk, they already exist!
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yalalolaaa

Happieeee New Year!!
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-fxllxn_dxmon-

@yalalolaaa That's good lmao. Buts and pieces are still good than a blank memory XD
            Yes dudeeee I remember that too!!! I WAS SO SAD lmao. I hated her that day (yk the child mentality lol) and I felt she was making fun of me LMAOO THAT DAY WAS SO WEIRD
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yalalolaaa

@-fxllxn_dxmon- LMAO my memory ain't good, it's just some bits from the past that somehow, naturally I remember. 
            I also remember that one day Swati ma'am scolded you cuz she thought you were sitting when asked to stand, but you were so short heighted that even when you stood it looked like you sat. DUDE SORRY BUT I REMEMBER THAT SOO WELL
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louissixteennn

@yalalolaaa A lot on your mind seems like
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yalalolaaa

I'll also publish a poetry collection of Wattpad, if I get time, that's the thing.
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