Sasuke Uchiha_ Hotness

Her fingers intertwined with his, and the other hand cupped his face.
"Don't leave me," she said. "Don't go."
He turned to look at her, his guard falling, bending to her innocent pleas. His soft, blonde hair covered her delicate fingers.
He pulled her close, wrapping his strong arms around her, and whispered: "I won't, I promise you."

***
Her head on his chest, she could hear the soft rhythmic beatings of his heart.
When the sun would rise she would have to leave. She knew the time she had with him was fleeting.. And she hated herself for what she was going to do.
She could feel the strength with which he was holding her, as though he would never let go.....
.... But when morning came, she knew he'd be the one who would separate her very head from its body as she paid for the crimes she had committed....

My silences always bothered you
But then so did my voice.

My tears never made a difference to you
But then, neither did my laughter.

آپ always believed I was so naive
So innocent آپ could hurt
Without the guilt one has
One hurting an equal.

I always saw your lies
Always knew آپ for what آپ were
But never mentioned a word
Because...
I was the one building castles of clouds.

I was the one using tape and glue
To شامل میں the cracks, we created
آپ and I.
But how was tape to stick to thin air
How was glue شامل میں things which didn't exist?

[This basically deals with the same topic as an مضمون on a good friend's club. آپ can read his one on his club. But don't expect me to provide any link :P... But onward with this one:]

Okay. Basically, Love is an emotion; As a student of psychology I stand سے طرف کی that view the way Sakura stands سے طرف کی Sasuke's side.
It is one of the five basic emotions that we feel. The other four being: Joy, Grief, Anger and Fear.
So "Love" would be an emotion in the end. No two ways around it. That's solved that. '
So where is Love a choice? Well... Love isn't exactly a choice. But, loving someone is. We tend to confuse these two... آپ don't get to choose if آپ fall in love but آپ choose who آپ fall in love with.

Hence, case in point. Love be an emotion. Falling in love be a choice. Case closed. No debate paid heed to. *runs to a sasukechu! (y'know a sasuke+pikachu thing)*

He: ^-^
BTW Did آپ miss me?

Me:Would it matter if I did?

He: Oh come on its just a سوال and yes it does

Me:Well I did.... A bit.
Like I said, I had a really rough and busy week.

Now why would آپ ever care?
Did آپ ever really?
Was my missing آپ ever even important to you?
Was I ever important enough for that?
Even for an hour?
یا was it simply empathy which drove whatever affection آپ ever had for me?
Do آپ miss me? Now that I'm not there?
یا is it just me who ever cared enough?
Why does it even matter to me right now?
Why am I still crying over آپ when you've moved on?
Why do I keep hoping you'll come back someday?
And why do I pretend like I don't care?

Wouldn't it be nice?
If I had a vial
Of liquid which would make me forget you?
But there isn't
And this pain is mine alone...

I keep my باکس ان empty, except for all your messages. I feel like a loser, but I read them when I'm sad.

I've stalked you...Quite a few times, actually. Sometimes, I feel annoyed when a part of the conversation is in messages.

I often dream of you. Even though they'll never come true... Like those times when I dream that we're together again.

To everyone, I'm over you. But you're the root of my saddest poems...

I often pray we'll be back again. Then, look back and think we won't.

I have a پسندیدہ memory of you. The only one I refuse to ever cry about. That's the only one untouched سے طرف کی the حالیہ turn of even between us.

Lastly, آپ were probably my first love... I know how wannabe I sound. But that's something I believe.

(Eh God...it still exists...I wrote this one back in 8th when I had this humungous crush on an عملی حکمت boy....It still exists...*embarrassed* Oh lord)


Everytime I see you,
Everytime آپ smirk,
There's only a single سوال on my mind,

why couldnt it be آپ and me,
For ever and eternity,
why couldn't it be آپ and me,
why did she have to come in between?
Why couldn't it be آپ and me, for ever and eternity??

Everytime آپ walk with her,
Everytime آپ ignore me,
I try to hide a tear,
And I dream of asking you.......

Why couldn't it be آپ and me,
for ever and eternity,
why couldn't it be آپ and me,
why did she have to come in between?
Why couldn't be آپ and me, for ever and eternity