the lone wolf
The problem with him was that there was never a line visible in his eyes, there was never a point of no return. It was natural for him to feel comfortable with everyone even if no one was comfortable with him, but he didn’t seem to get that. He didn’t seem to understand that and it only made him hunger for more regardless of how far he’d have to go to get it. But the more he tried, the more others resisted and the more he had to learn to live with the only one he could count on — himself.
the angel in devil’s clothing
She knew just how to turn on that teasing charm while at the same time claiming innocence — but it always made you wonder, who exactly was she trying to be? One day she’s an angel with broken wings, another night she is a devil hiding in pure white clothing. It didn’t make much sense, but mostly those with young hearts never do. Always in a state of trying to figure who they are, what they want, where they’re going with their lives — maybe one day she’ll outgrow these inner conflicts and finally accept herself for who she really is inside.
let’s begin again
You hardly knew him but you could see he had a Joel Barrish quality about him; you know the type of guy who falls for every woman who gave him the least bit of attention? That was him and it never seemed to take much, but you could tell because it was happening, with you. The thing is that you’re no Clementine and as much as you’re looking to be saved, he doesn’t spark the eternal sunshine in you. And so another tragic ending ensues. But for him, there will always be another beginning with another girl (to be continued).
