PrincessSilverwolf

You're like a warm bowl of oatmeal on a cold Sunday morning. The rose on your cheeks brings a smile to my lips. And delights my eyes.

Hollywood is a city filled with unrivaled allure, charm, and excitement.   Always awake, it never sleeps.   Holding secrets that are whispered everywhere. Indulge first, repent later.

You're like a warm bowl of oatmeal on a cold Sunday morning. The rose on your cheeks brings a smile to my lips. And delights my eyes.

You promised I could do anything You would always be there That I could tell you anything You would be behind anything I did You would never look at me differently But I mustn't do this I know you won't give me away I've dealt with it all alone I'm "making a mistake" I can see that heaviness in your eyes But… You promised

once upon an empty world you existed you existed and i set my eye on you because you glowed with a magic renounced to all in brown-eyed, sleek-haired glory i loved you. i loved you for your uncanny ability to charm an audience with your wayward smiles like fleeting glances and your spark of candle light alone in darkened chambers drew me irresistibly to the warmth of your glow i waited. i waited, for what else was there to do when you could stop my heart in its beaten rocky tracks and work a magic over crumbled promises split down the middle and returned i languished. i languished in the agony of your beauty a