thecreativityflowsinmyveins

[thecreativityflowsinmyveins]

You listened to me at 3am as I talked to the stars. I can’t tell you the same secrets I tell them.

r.f

Lines I Might Use In Future Stories #48

[thecreativityflowsinmyveins]

Sing, little songbird. Sing as loud as your voice will carry. Christen the early morning with your tune. Brighten the souls of all who hear. But never forget this, my little songbird. It’s okay for you to not want to sing for a while

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Lines I Might Use In Future Stories #47

Honey, I know you’re not okay right now, and while I’m not gonna force you to talk, you need to know that there are people who love and care about you so deeply.

[thecreativityflowsinmyveins]

Let’s Talk, Baby - Scratch That #003

You really wanna talk about feeling lonely baby?

Okay.

Let’s talk about it.

Let's talk about the fact I've been feeling this way for months. Let's talk about how I've tried telling you you're never here. Let's talk about how if you're not at work or sleeping, you're on your computer. Let's talk about the fact I wanna fuck but you can't be bothered. You're too tired, too sore. Let's talk about all the cancelled dates because you have had a “bad day”. Let's talk about feeling lonely.

You really wanna talk about feeling used baby?

Okay.

Let’s talk about it.

Let's talk about how I come home from work at 8pm and night and still have to cook you dinner and clean the house. Let's talk about how I do your washing, cleaning, ironing. Let's talk about how I would do anything for you at the drop of a hat. Let's talk about how I ask for help but never get it. Let's talk about how I never get a thanks for that cup of tea you always get in the morning, 1 tea bag, 3 sugars, and milk poured in before the scalding water because you like the taste better.

You really wanna talk about feeling abused baby?

Okay.

Let’s talk about it.

Let's talk about you bringing up things I've done wrong in the past, that I have since improved on. Let's talk about all the names you've called me. Let's talk about how you ignore me, ignore my pleas for help. Let's talk about how you lied to me, to my face. Let's talk about you blaming me for things you've done, for this. This isn't my fault, you did this of your own accord. Not me.

You really wanna talk about how I'm crying hypocrisy but you don't see it?

Okay.

Let’s talk about it.

Let's talk about the fact you threw a complete fit about the sheer thought of him and I doing anything physical, and in return, we haven’t. Let's talk about you saying yes, pursue him, but got jealous because he was getting the attention you weren't and you didn't like that. The same attention I tried giving you for months. Let's talk about how you never asked if it's okay to flirt or date other people. Let's talk about how I have been open and honest about me being polyamorous and telling you that day 1. Let's talk about why you don't think he is good for me, give me a valid reason.

You really wanna talk about feeling violated baby?

Okay.

Let’s talk about it.

Let's talk about how you find her attractive. Let's talk about how you went after her. Let's talk about how you “lost control” of yourself. Let's talk about how accidentally brushing your hand against her tit led to more. Let's talk about how you get excited by her, but not by me. Let's talk about how neither of you planned on telling me, or her partner. Let's talk about how you two wanted to sweep it under the rug and forget about it. Let's talk about how you didn't tell me about it for a month and a half, and how I found out on accident by seeing a message from her on your phone. Let's talk about how you don't regret doing it, have a “clear conscience” and “don't feel the need to make things right”. Let's talk about how you're not sorry for doing it, you're sorry you were caught.

You really wanna talk about how you cheated on me baby?

Spare the breath, my love.

Why waste it on me when you'd rather use it to moan into her mouth.

r.f

[thecreativityflowsinmyveins]

I’ve been broken so many times before, And every time I’ve had to rebuild myself, I’ve lost pieces of myself, Whether other people have taken those pieces of me with them, Or I’ve simply lost them, I don’t know what part of me I’ve lost until I need it. And this time, I’ve been shattered, And these shards of me are too small to scoop up and mould back together.

r.f

Lines I Might Use In Future Stories #46

You fucked me up, and I will never be the same again. How am I supposed to trust you?

[thecreativityflowsinmyveins]

I can feel myself slipping through the cracks and diving into my depression, except instead of floating on the surface I’m sinking. I’m sinking to the bottom of this endless pit and the abyss scares me. I can struggle to stay afloat, but I don’t ever think I’ll make it back to the surface the same.

r.f

Lines I Might Use In Future Stories #45

[thecreativityflowsinmyveins]

You, my love, are a forbidden fruit. And now that I’ve had a taste of you…god I want more.

r.f

Lines I Might Use In Future Stories #44

I can’t get enough of you, baby.

[thecreativityflowsinmyveins]

He held the shattered pieces of her tear stained glass in his hands. Blood began to drip as he held onto what was left of her, a broken soul left by the others to waste away to nothing. He wasn't gonna let that happen though, he couldn't.

r.f

Lines I Might Use In Future Stories #43

Thankyou, for everything <3

[thecreativityflowsinmyveins]

It’s funny how in the heat of the moment we lose control of what we are doing. We just do what comes naturally, what feels right. Apparently kissing me felt right to you, and that feeling of your soft, dusty pink lips against mine will forever be burned into my memories and my heart.

r.f

Lines I Might Use In Future Stories #42

[thecreativityflowsinmyveins]

We laid on the cold dew covered grass looking up at the sky, our bodies entangled with one another, and out of all the shooting stars that soared across the skies that night, baby you were the brightest of them all.

r.f

Lines I Might Use In Future Stories #41

[thecreativityflowsinmyveins]

Even though you’re no good for me, I’ll always crawl back to you babygirl.

r.f

Lines I Might Use In Future Stories #40

[thecreativityflowsinmyveins]

Down It, Darling - Scratch That #002

Feel that burn as the vodka travels down your throat. Shot after shot you take. You just want to forget. Forget everything about them.

Forget their touch. Forget their smell. Forget the way they brush their hair behind their ear. Forget the way they tilt their head back when they laugh. Forget everything about them.

Forget those conversations you shared under the moonlight. Forget their favorite shop on the corner block that always smells of burned coffee and cigarettes. Forget the first time you two kissed by the pier. Forget that time you both decided to paint and ended up getting it everywhere but the canvas.

Fill up that glass again love. Half coke, half rum. You don’t want to remember them, you can’t remember them. Not yet.

You don’t want to think about the time you two were at the lake as the sun was setting, and the sun in their eyes opened portals into other galaxies. You don’t want to think about the time they surprised you by bringing home a rose bush instead of just flowers, cause they know you have a green thumb. You don’t want to think about the stories they wrote about you, your love, how it was all going to work out in the end. You don’t want to think about the first night you opened up to them about your childhood, and explained why you do certain things the way you do them.

That’s it. Have another drink. Down it, darling. You don’t want to remember. But you also don’t want to forget.

r.f

[thecreativityflowsinmyveins]

Just because we aren’t right for each other as lovers doesn’t mean we can’t still be friends.

r.f

Lines I Might Use In Future stories #39

[thecreativityflowsinmyveins]

Don’t put me on a pedistal. Don’t compliment me. Don’t take me to dinner. Don’t try and break down my walls. Stop, pretty boy. Don’t fall for me. I’m not going to catch you

r.f

Lines I Might Use In Future Stories #38

[thecreativityflowsinmyveins]

I watched as her world began to fall, ruins of a once happy life now lay broken for all eyes to see. Her memories danced through the air like leaves in the wind, twisting and turning, landing gently on the ground. Thick black smoke filled the air as she set fire to everything around her. I ran through the fire, her fire. I ran through her memories, her family, her friends, but never found her. I collapsed to the ground, the blistering flames dancing around me. Tears spilled to the ground in anger, frustration, sadness. I should have been here. I should have been here and I wasn’t. It was all my fault. She was lost in that brilliant mind of hers…

r.f

Lines I Might Use In Future Stories #37

[thecreativityflowsinmyveins]

Let's just go. Let's drive away from this mess. We might not have a destination, but who cares? We can be nomads and just...go. Disappear. Escape. Doesn't that sound nice?

r.f

Lines I Might Use In Future Stories #36

[thecreativityflowsinmyveins]

You've shown me a place like no other. It’s never too far away, no matter where we are. It’s full of passion and love; and truth be told I never want to leave. I feel safe in your arms darling, please don’t ever let go of me.

r.f

Lines I Might Use In Future Stories #35

[thecreativityflowsinmyveins]

"Is there anything you wanna get off your chest before we head back?" He asked, leaning on the railing. She stared out at the ocean, the wind tickling her hair. Of course she did. She wanted to tell him how much she cared for him, adored him, loved him. She wanted to cup his face and place a gentle, tender kiss on his dusty pink lips and stare into his pale blue eyes. Those eyes. The sunlight caught his eyes that day and made them sparkle like they never had before. She could see all the different shades of blue and grey, she could see into his mind, his soul, his heart. They were like galaxies that lead to different worlds and she wanted to explore them so badly. But she knew she couldn't. "I want to. I want to, but I can't," she sighed. She knew she was better off not telling him, it would complicate things too much.

r.f

Lines I Might Use In Future Stories #34

You looked so handsome that day, and god I want to tell you so badly, but I can’t tell you I love you. I just...can’t.