They say you need to bleed to realize you’re living. I say you need someone who makes you feel alive.
‘Sometimes you gotta bleed to know,
That you're alive and have a soul,
But it takes someone to come around,
To show you how.’
You don’t ever lie, you keep honesty with me. I appreciate that, you’ll never know how much.
‘She’s the tear in my heart,
I’m alive,
She’s the tear in my heart,
I’m on fire.’
In all honesty, when I’m around you, I feel better than I’ve ever felt.
‘She’s the tear in my heart,
Take me higher,
Than I’ve ever been.’
You ask me what I feel like listening to when we’re driving in the car. I tell you I don’t care what you play, but one song in particular is good.
‘The songs on the radio are okay,
But my taste in music is your face,
And it takes a song to come around,
To show you how.’
You just laugh it off and tell me I’m an idiot. And there we go again with the honesty, though I’m glad it's there. I would rather have you be brutally honest with me over having our relationship be built on lies.
‘She’s the tear in my heart,
I’m alive,
She’s the tear in my heart,
I’m on fire,
She’s the tear in my heart,
Take me higher,
Than I’ve ever been.’
You fell asleep in the car, even though we planned on stopping at a hotel that night. But it’s alright, I’ll drive carefully so you don’t wake up. It kind of sucks how there’s so many potholes in the roads.
‘You fell asleep in my car, I drove the whole time,
But that’s okay, I’ll just avoid the holes so you sleep fine,
I’m driving here I sit, cursing my government,
For not using my taxes to fill holes with more cement.’
This has happened on multiple occasions, I don’t know why I’m suprised. You always fall asleep on car trips.
‘You fell asleep in my car, I drove the whole time,
But that’s okay, I’ll just avoid the holes so you sleep fine,
I’m driving here I sit, cursing my government,
For not using my taxes to fill holes with more cement.’
“You need to bleed to know,” a friend told me one time. And I told him the same thing I’m telling the people reading this. You don’t need to know you’re alive, as long as you have someone that makes you feel alive.
‘Sometimes you gotta bleed to know,
That you're alive and have a soul,
But it takes someone to come around,
To show you how.’
I have that person, and I will be eternally grateful for her.
‘She’s the tear in my heart,
I’m alive,
She’s the tear in my heart,
I’m on fire,
She’s the tear in my heart,
Take me higher,
Than I’ve ever been.’
I used to guard my heart, until I met you. You keep everything truthful. You keep me in reality, though it may hurt sometimes, and other times, it’s needed. Imagination has no limit, unless you limit yourself. And that’s what you do for me, you keep me down to earth, where I need to be.
‘My heart is my armor,
She’s a carver,
She’s a butcher with a smile,
Cut me farther,
Than I’ve ever been,
Than I’ve ever been,
Than I’ve ever been,
Oh, than I’ve ever been.’
I need you. That’s what I’ve been trying to say this whole time. I don’t ask for many things now that you’re around, but I will ask one thing now. Please don’t ever leave.
‘My heart is my armor,
She’s a carver,
She’s a butcher with a smile,
Cut me farther,
Than I’ve ever been.’
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short stories
सामान्य साहित्यjust a place for all the short stories I've written :) probably won't be updated very often, cover picture from pinterest as usual, and these are all my original work, not including song lyrics
