TwistedFate

Getting to know each other realizing there's no other and leaving all to chance like an old school romance butterflies in your stomach cos now its beyond platonic you found someone to live for its unconditional love at its core two hearts now beat as one a new journey just begun as night falls it gets all romantic under the stars, its like magic walking arm in arm enjoying the moonlights charm whispers of love in your ears taking away all your fear sharing sunsets and long walks going for drinks and long talks dinner, movies and date nights sometimes even silly fights it's a piece of heaven everyday living every possible cliche one kiss will have you reeling and it's truly the best feeling deep down you know it'll last regardless of creed or caste and despite the demons you face you end up in suits and white lace but that's a whole other journey and even though it wont be easy you'll see it through together from right now until f...

There she is, a picture of perfection in your eyes so radiant and elegant with a smile so bright and pure There she moves, with each step she gets further away independent of all around her, so graceful her perfect eyes shimmering in the light There she sits, sipping on her drink, mingling sharing a giggle at joke glancing at her a glowing phone There she stands, her body moving gracefully to the music gyrating almost sensually until once again she takes her seat There she was, leaving you speechless with every move her black hair moving too and fro smiling as she catches your gaze for a moment There she goes the object of your hearts desire with a hug and a kiss that echo in your heart she leaves, waving good bye

Everyone wants to be the good guy or the hero, although sometimes it might not be right, sometimes its being the one nobody cares about, the one who everyone steps on and uses at work, the one who never has good luck with relationships the one who is always the third wheel, the chaperon, the one who hold's the door open for everyone the one who sometimes feels being alone, is best  seldom does being the good guy actually mean anything he's the guy that sits at the bar all by his lonesome, the broody one, who his friends always complain about but no one approaches because he looks like an outcast the shy one who doesn't know what to say to the girl he likes the one who loses out to the guy with deep pockets, good looks, broad shoulders and a six pack the one who walks away and disappears without a trace the one who gets left behind, because he doesn't play politics he's the honest one and oddly the lonely one, the recluse, whose bes...

Riding alone, passing through town after town only his horse and six shooter by his side barely a friend in the world, he always wears a frown only fearing the responsibilities of settling at the end of ride Sitting down in the evenings by light of a fire haunted by the screaming that he hears in his head feeling so lonely, though there is one his heart desires the weight of the world on his shoulders, echoing in the tears he has shed So much burden he carries with him in his heart so much pain he wishes he could be free of when he sits down to think, he doesn't know where to start the one he loves in his head, a smile so wide and skin so soft As he reflects on his past and everything he has been through the anger in him grows and it motivates him to continue moving and there is one fact about him that is undoubtedly true he fears no man and his heart of hearts needs no proving In his heart of hearts he is a good man and many would agree helping people with their problems at every ...