He kisses my cheek in return. the wind starts to blow a chill rushes through me. I get up and take his hand. "If she does come back anytime soon,we will come back out." I say leading him inside.
Sometimes the smallest things take up the most room in your heart -Winnie the Pooh
We head inside and we sit on the couch. He sits down next to me and slides his arm around my shoulder again. I look at him and smile. "Sometimes I think I need a vacation from my life." I say. "To get away and to feel, for at least a day that my life is not that screwed up." I take his hand. "There are only a few things that I consider to be good right now." I say smiling at him.
Sometimes the smallest things take up the most room in your heart -Winnie the Pooh
I sit beside her on the couch and wrap an arm around her shoulders again, listening to her. She takes my hand and I squeeze it back, "Yeah? What are those few things you consider to be good?"
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
I smile and move to face him. "Well I am no longer living with my father, I have a well paying job, I will be attending a great school and," I start gripping his other hand. "there is you." I feel my cheeks turn red and tilt my head down to hide it.
Sometimes the smallest things take up the most room in your heart -Winnie the Pooh
I smile and notice her blush. I tilt her face up and quickly kiss her, "Don't be embarrassed by that. You're one of the only good things going for me as well."
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
I smile, "Well, I have a house, a job when school starts up, an amazing girl for my girlfriend, and am going to finally get my major. I've started fresh and that's amazing to me."
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
I just write poetry to throw my mean callous heartless exterior into sharp relief. I’m going to throw you off the ship anyway. — Vogon Captain (The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy)