I don’t remember what it’s like to care enough about life that the thought of death could destroy me
Colleen HooverDuring this very, very long poem
You could have connected
Maybe you are connecting
Maybe we’re connecting
See, I believe that the only things that really matter
In the grand scheme of life are God and people
And if people are made in the image of God
Then when you spend your time with people
It’s never wasted
- A Very Long Poem, by Marty Schoenleber III
I wonder… because that’s all I can do. Silently wonder about the hopeless boy who somehow burrowed himself into the forefront of my thoughts and won’t go the hell away.
Colleen HooverTags: hopeless linden-sky-davis
It was life. Life happens. Shit happens. And it happens a lot. To a lot of people.
Colleen HooverSometimes, things can happen in life that you didn't plan for. All you can do now is suck it up and start mapping out a new plan.
Colleen HooverTags: point-of-retreat
She deserves to be kissed by someone who loves her. Someone who spends every waking moment trying to do everything right by her. Someone who would rather die than see her hurt. She doesn't deserve to be kissed by anyone other than me.
Colleen HooverThen this girl completely shatters the window to my soul and crawls inside.
Colleen HooverShe rolls her eyes. 'Will, this date is going to be my suck for the day if you don't become a little more talkative.'
I laugh. 'Yes, we're going to Club N9NE. Yes, we're going to dinner first. Yes, I wrote a slam for you. Yes, we're leaving the club early so we can go back to my house and hardcore make out in the dark.'
'You just became my sweet,' she says.
I slip her shirt over her head and she tries to cover herself, but I move her arms out of the way and kiss up her neck while I talk about all the things that are no longer just mine.
'Will, stop.' She laughs and attempts to pull my hands away from her bra. 'You can't take off my bra, we're in our driveway. What if they come outside?'
'It's dark,' I whisper. 'And it's not your bra. It's our bra and I want it off.' I slip it off her, pulling her against me as I rub my hands down the length of her back, then around to the button on the front of her jeans. 'And I want to take off our pants.
I love you so damn much, it hurts.' I force my lips against hers, then pull away just as fast. 'But it hurts in a really good way.
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