Giuliana
Just an 18 year old girl writing about being in love when she never has been.
It baffled me when you came back, when you showed up again, a girl around your waist as you walk down the street with her. I guess I shouldn’t have fallen for species known as unavailable men. You ...
It usually rains in the wake of heartbreak, well at least it does in the movies and numerous books I have read stacked on my shelves. Every time it rains, pours even. His foot is out the door with ...
He’s gone; he’s been gone. She still cries for him in the darkness of her bedroom, long after everyone has fallen asleep. She knew that it was all going to end in flames, in some kind of catastroph...
Maybe the reason why we can't ever seem to say goodbye Is because goodbye doesn't exist in the vocabulary of you and I.
It's a scary thing, but it's true I really like you, but that scares me too. My fragile heart can't take another crack Because if it happens the pieces may not be able to be put back.
It had been no doubt that she'd missed him, that seeing him with other women had hurt her more than it had helped her move on. She had never loved her new fiancé, him just being a replacement to fi...
"I tried to eat today, but a lump in my throat got in the way."
It's foreign to me, the whole writing about the good times I've had with you. Sometimes it seems as though I pretend that they never happened, that a walk in the park full of smiles and laughter me...
"You know I couldn't love you then. You know how unstable it was, how unstable I was. I treated you like garbage that had been flinched on the side of the road, and you out of all people who were ...
The most exhausted features about her is her heart and body. She is tired of putting others before herself and getting nothing in return. She is tired of getting left on read, waiting anxiously by ...
"The sun still comes up into the blue canvas in the day and it still descends down upon the horizon at night, but god Tuesday afternoons only have you and I, until Wednesday morning comes and you ...
And even once we find new friends and go our separate ways, I'll still find myself thinking about the times we sat on the couch laughing at some joke about a tv show and eating a weird food combina...
"Everything he says to you, he said to me first, first. Everything he's done to you, Everything he feels with you, Everything he has with you, He had with me, first, first ”
“We finally fall apart and we break each other’s hearts. If we wanna live young, love we better start today. It’s gotta get easier oh easier somehow. Cause I’m falling, I’m falling, Oh easier an...
"And when I walk away, you take off running and come right after me. It's what you do. I don't deserve you."
She had these kind of clear blue eyes that opened up to a chance of possibilities and a future full of hopeless love that could be beautiful for just a little while. And his stare could tear down ...
Social media tends to control our lives sometimes without even knowing it. It isn't until we like a photo or see something online that we wish we could look like and be someone else. Most times pe...
-an In My Veins continuation.
"You're the one who walked away okay? You don't get to come clicking back into this life, into this bar saying you've made mistakes and you were too young and naive. Guess what we all are,...
"What in the world could you have done to constitute her fleeing from the scene you two created?"
"Upon first contact she tastes like abuse, around the bruises on her neck and the scars between her thighs. It's bitter and addictive, like an alcoholic beverage on a warm night. But then again sh...
She looks at picture after picture on her phone, tears hitting the screen every second. She was tagged in these photos hours ago, and ever since, she couldn't lay her phone down. He's with her, a ...
"And I just find myself sitting here, listening to you sing our song, listening to the vibrations going off the walls. And I know, I know that I love you and that I should've trusted you. And some...
He smells like a mixture of cherries and lemonade, he only smells like that in the mornings. At night he smells of beer and fresh lime mixed with salt. That's when he tastes the sweetest to me.
My darling, you're doing nothing tonight, I know it. You're on the verge of heartbreak, falling apart, coming close to insanity. It's obvious you've fallen oblivious to your fatal heartbreak; you'...
You drink bottle after bottle, sometimes I don't even know where they go. I can't sit around and watch you take away the years of your life.
