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My first ''love''My first love: His name was David (My brother's name EWWW)
He was a sweet guy, though he wasn't cute, he loved me. Or I thought he did. We were together for a year, never even fought. We were stuck in the mushy faze. The confused shy little Sweet heart phase. It was a sweet "Buy you chocolates and a GAINT teddy bear every holiday!" Relationship. I remember the day I came to school and he wasn't there. I spent the whole day asking his best friends about him, no one knew what happen.
David, my first love,
That I really didn't love,
I never heard from you again.
You left me forever ..
Hey David, don't be afraid.
Don't make it bad.
You left, and I don't know why.
You didn't even say goodbye.
Who took you away?
Why . Why didn't you say anything?
I would've let you go,
For good sake of course.
You have a place in my heart, and you can see if it's still there.
But not for long,
I need to be alone chapter one
"Gaia, I'll come back, I promise. I'll miss you with all my heart, but I'd rather be alone for a while." Apollo spoke.
"You can't leave! The pack is about to fall apart, we have tons of souls to heal and tons of wounded hearts to comfort! I can't do it by myself " Gaia whimpered "Please, I love you, and I NEED you."
"Gaia, this whole pack just killed my father, I understand the circumstances but no. I need time alone, Even my father the evil wolf he is- was I am his son, I am his blood and his flesh. He is me, with him not here, I am missing. I will call soul and spirit to help you but I can't stay here." Apollo sighed.
"NO! I don't want two little pups helping me. I want my mate. Here, to help me. I lost friends and family too, please, stay." Gaia cried.
"I'm so sorry but I have to go." Apollo took off leaving his mate to cry in the dust. He
Barely hear me nowWhy should I care
you weren't there when I was scared.
I was so alone.
You, you need to listen I'm starting to trip,
I'm losing my grip
and I'm in this thing.
Can you recognize my face?
You used to love me.
Sometimes I get so weird,
I even freak myself out.
If was killed by a stray wolf.
He takes me for food,
If was left somewhere unknown in the forest.
Someone ripped my heart out right in front of me.
Is it enough to die?
Nobody saved my life.
People finally heard me.
When I died.
mechanici want to kiss every aching wound you have,
bandage your heart every time it bleeds,
and patch up your mind over and over
because not a single tear deserves to fall
from your brandy-drenched eyes
but this dripping heart of mine can only feel
and the healing honey words it flames get caught
in the back of my throat and on the roof of my mouth
so i only have these passionate guttural cries
to tell you that i care all too much
and in order to fix you up again,
i would need to tear myself to tatters
and trade all of my working parts
for your leftover, fading pieces
but i just haven’t figured out how.
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