I found love.
I thought I found love.
How could I be so blind?
When you're in love you see past every flaw, every moment of aggravation, all the times when they make you feel like not existing.
When you're in love you ignore all the times they hurt you, all the times you bent over backwards, all the smiles they didn't return.
When you're in love there's no better feeling, no nicer exchange of words and emotions, no better feeling than that of being loved in return.
When you're in love you feel like you could kill for them, die for them, throw your emotions to the wind...
Being loved in return,
There is no greater feeling.
Being a tool
A Peco a Peco, my kingdom for a Peco. by redredr, literature
Literature
A Peco a Peco, my kingdom for a Peco.
Under the old oak tree, on the hill behind the palace stood the one who stole my heart.
I froze as I saw her. My knees locked and my feet were bound with a silent spell.
She was of noble blood but her hair was tainted black.
Her eyes were of a steel grey that could only reflect the colour of her stone heart.
The skin she bore was delicate and pale, but barely an inch lay without dirt or scars.
She wore the finest materials, the strongest armor, but none of it could take the beating she had faced.
Her hair was matted and her clothes stained with blood.
Torn clothing, dented armor, punctured skin...
Blood dripping from each of her fin
The movement of the bushes alerted Kiki from his sleep.
Startled, he panted till his breath calmed.
Beads of sweat slid down his tempered cheek.
Soon they will close in on him, and he knew it.
I found love.
I thought I found love.
How could I be so blind?
When you're in love you see past every flaw, every moment of aggravation, all the times when they make you feel like not existing.
When you're in love you ignore all the times they hurt you, all the times you bent over backwards, all the smiles they didn't return.
When you're in love there's no better feeling, no nicer exchange of words and emotions, no better feeling than that of being loved in return.
When you're in love you feel like you could kill for them, die for them, throw your emotions to the wind...
Being loved in return,
There is no greater feeling.
Being a tool
A Peco a Peco, my kingdom for a Peco. by redredr, literature
Literature
A Peco a Peco, my kingdom for a Peco.
Under the old oak tree, on the hill behind the palace stood the one who stole my heart.
I froze as I saw her. My knees locked and my feet were bound with a silent spell.
She was of noble blood but her hair was tainted black.
Her eyes were of a steel grey that could only reflect the colour of her stone heart.
The skin she bore was delicate and pale, but barely an inch lay without dirt or scars.
She wore the finest materials, the strongest armor, but none of it could take the beating she had faced.
Her hair was matted and her clothes stained with blood.
Torn clothing, dented armor, punctured skin...
Blood dripping from each of her fin