TheDiggerMan

A blade to cut, a spell to cast; but in my heart neither shall last. Armor thick, and steed so strong, yet something still feels quite wrong. A hand to hold, a cheek to kiss; now I know what I most miss. A friend who'll say, "I'm there for you," and in my heart I'll know it's true. As in the end, it's just you and me; so together we'll stand, our hearts set free.

"Come on Lyds," Beetlejuice begged, "I said I was sorry." Lydia Deets turned to face the man who she had called her best friend since she was in her early teens, anger burned in her eyes as tears rolled from them and down her cheeks, "You lied to me Beetlejuice, you expect me to forgive you for this so easily?" Beetlejuice turned his eyes away, he couldn't bear to see her cry like that; it tore into him in a way that made him despise himself. "No...I don't," Beetlejuice spoke softly, "I didn't mean to hurt you though..." Lydia turned her back on him, no matter how mad she got at him, she couldn't help but hate herself for making him feel

Chris looked out his office window as the train pulled into the station. It's almost that time, Chris thought to himself, I had better get ready to leave. As Chris placed on his red longcoat he let his large hands run along the white fur trimming; the soft texture felt good to his hands, which were rough with several hundred years of worth of callous' from working with them, so that he could make all the children in the world happy, if just for a little while. He slid on his browl leather mittens, then his big, black leather boots; as he went to step away from his desk, Chris noticed that there was a manila envelope marked "SPECIAL" in red

I loved you from the start, I'll love you till the end; so why can't you open up    your heart and let in a friend. I'll hold you close to me as your eyes shed their    tears; I'll stand by your side forever and banish away all of your    fears. But what could I do when you seem so far away? When you won't let me in and you won't let me stay? It hurts so much to feel this odd sort of pain, but my heart shall never    falter and my love shall never wane.

They say that there is true love for everyone, but can this still be when one's heart has    come undone. To fall inlove with another is the greatest of all pains, because when its done    and gone you may never have love    again. But what does one do when they can't help but    to fall in love again, and not to have someone    to talk to that you may even call a    friend. It hurts and it aches to feel this way even now, to love someone yet again and not knowing if you can    be with them somehow. It's been way too long, I don't think I even know if I can tell her how I feel. But if she's reading this, I  

For centuries have I searched for she who wears my very heart, but will it be that she will see that I've been heartless from the start. But love for me is what I seek for lonely am I true, but does she pray each and every day for this heartless crow too?