Mkay so this is probably confusing but I've started "writing" It's really just deep things but whatever I guess I think they're kind of cool I'm not depressed or anything this is just my writing style. Here's a couple of them I guess -------------- Over time the tripping turned to falling, and there was no one to catch him now. ------ He reached for the hand he'd become so familiar with, only to find it had been replaced with darkness. ------ She had become such a part of him that letting her go was no longer breaking a branch, but instead cutting his tree. He cracked a small smile, forgetting what pain was like for a few short seconds. ---------- I never dream in colors, but this time the blacks were almost a blue. ---------- Every time he lost all hope, he looked into her eyes and remembered there was reason to live. ------ His surface had been scratched so many times that the cracks were coming together and breaking. ------ The drizzling stopped for a while, but began to pour on him soon after. ----- He knew that no matter his efforts, there was always someone better and there was nothing he could do to change that. ----- And then he knew he should've trusted hid gut when he saw her walking away. ----- But now it was too late, and she was happier than ever. ----- The way the moonlight struck her made him remember he could never have her. ----- I'm still learning really. These aren't perfected, but still. Thanks for reading :)
