millymarsbar

Part 1: http://fav.me/d2prqw8 A Regrettable Marriage – Part 2 Carter looked around, blinking. Where was he? His eyes focused on the silhouette by the window. But it was not his wife that he was looking at. "Josephine?" "Phillip, I thought you'd never wake up," she smiled fondly at him. He remembered that smile; it was one he wanted to forget. He wanted to forget all the good memories so it would be easier for him to hate her. He stretched, shying away from her cat-like eyes. They glowed green in the dim lighting, but he knew what color they really were: a marbled mix of green, brown, and gray. The contrast

A/N: Please give me constructive criticism. You know where I'd love to be right now? Home. Lying on the driveway, looking at the stars. It's like when I'm singing in choir – I can feel the way all of us as a group connect, The way we listen to each other, personal differences aside. Something we're all committed to. Each voice working to create something so beautiful. So fragile, one misplaced discordant note could crush it. But it makes me feel for once, something is right. I'm part of something that stunning, Something that makes others catch their breath, Something that'll make the listener get chills. And in those few m

Josephine sighed, putting down the letter she wrote to Phillip. Phillip: She was the only one who called him by his name. To all else who knew him, he was Carter. It made her feel special, calling him something no one else did. The ink that filled the page was black, a mourning color, perfect for the occasion. He had left her, left her to get married to a young girl with bright blond hair. He hadn't even considered her feelings when he started to drift away, spending so much time staring at the women walking down the street, as if Josephine wasn't enough for him. She wrote in small, neat letters, reflecting both how small she felt and how mu

Soul Taking Off. The sky was Van Gogh swirls, The air fresh, moving, joyful. Aquamarine waves turned to mist Over lava rocks topped with barnacles and algae. A red turtle – the color of iced tea – pokes its head out, Pausing to inhale a long awaited breath Alone in the middle of the bay, Sheltered from the relentless currents. The rocks below my feet crunch As I move under a tree to chase the shade. The salt of the ocean sprays over my skin, Braiding silver into the palm trees. The turtle flies away.

My twisted imagination Contorting something that was impossible Into something feasible, something I thought I could trust. Maybe it happened fast but that's yet another thing That makes the story more tragic, I bet you can't even imagine it As your hypocrisy shifts every meaning of every word. I watch as my hurt reflects off of it, Bouncing from surface to surface before it hits me in the face And I act like I didn't expect it from the start. Is it too selfish of me to wish you suffered like I did, just for a night?

P.S. You Forgot to Catch I've got everything about you Filling my head, And then you smile, The stars come hurtling down 'til they're by my side And I blink, wondering when I got this high Then you run off Chasing after her, And I fall. Just a Boy When you said you loved me, Was it just an act? I won't pretend I still need you, I don't really want you back. So much for happiness, A friendship we didn't mean to destroy, But to tell you the truth, I'm better now. After all, you're just a boy.

Recovering from the absence of you. The deficiency of your head on my shoulder, Of your fascinating smell. And while your happiness increases, Mine decreases. If you are becoming depressed, I can no longer tell. Our innate psychic connection, Where I could finish your sentences, Know what you were thinking, Is exanimate. As if you removed your thoughts from the line. And all I'm hearing is the echoes of my breathing. The soft whispers, As the silence screams your name. My heart is bound to yours, No matter what you do. As you move farther away, The chains around my heart tighten, Yanking, squeezing. I suffocate as you glar

I don't understand how you can just wake up one day And decide that you don't love me anymore. But then again when I think back To things you forgot to do, things you forgot you said... I guess it wouldn't be that hard for you to forget me. You wouldn't understand how it feels to be rejected Because you never allowed yourself to. Always masked, always pushing me away. What did you think you were.

Cruel Love wakes early to weave your name through my hair, Whispering memories through the wind. Instances that bring back nostalgia, The times when you annoyed me to no end, Days you said we were too different. Times when we hated each other; When you said we should just be friends. Moments when I thought you were the one. Where did that life go? When did you stop seeing stars? How did I miss you falling out of love in front of my eyes?