|
| READING ROOM | ||||
|---|---|---|---|---|
|
| COMMUNITY | |||
|---|---|---|---|
|
| ABOUT GREAT WRITING | ||
|---|---|---|
|
| WORK AWAITING REVIEW |
|---|
|
| GW IS... |
|---|
|
Great Writing creative writing community is designed to prompt ideas
and provide inspiration and motivation within aspiring and amateur
authors. Whatever your topic; from love poetry to Doctor Who or Harry
Potter fan fiction, Great Writing's online writing group is where you
can make new friends and improve your creative writing. |
| WHO'S ONLINE |
|---|
| We have 1460 guests online and 5 members online |
| print friendly version | |
| A Crime of Cupid | |
| By no1butClo | ||||||||
| 19 June 2006 | ||||||||
|
This poem meant an end to alot of things for me, things I'm probably better off without, but that i'm certainly better off for having experinced. I wanted to be the difference, like the different between a singer and an angel. I wanted to be the difference, like the difference between telling a secret and pouring your heart all over the floor. I wanted to be the difference, like the differece between a best friend and soul mate. But the distance from the surface of your eyes to the bottom of your soul was too far; I couldn't afford to break that many bones. I wanted to be yours, to stay with you always, never leave 'til I had to, and then pine everyday and celebrate my return with dinner, bubbly. You wanted what was best for me, for me to have the things that I deserved. You wanted to hold me, to kiss me, even though you never could. You wanted to be mine, did you ever want me?
Only registered users can rate and write comments. Powered by AkoComment 2.0! |
||||||||
|
|
Next item
|
|---|