Killerbee134

She chased me. “I'm gonna get him!” she growled. She was on her knees and crawling around, trailing not even 3 feet behind. With each bulky step I took, the old, hardwood floor vibrated under the carpet. I was never really, per say, ‘light on my feet’ in the short years I’ve lived. I ran. I giggled and anticipation rose in my chest when I stopped and she was almost at my feet. I ran away again, and stood in my room. Then she stopped. Slowly, I crept from behind my hamper and she was waiting for me at the trim of my door. I smiled and we made eye contact. She remained still until she screamed and turned away

In my dreams It was me in your arms My lips on yours There was only us And the clouds And the stars It was the world and us It was us against the world But in your arms I could take it Anything the world dished out And with your kisses I was strong again In my dreams it was me in your arms My lips on yours But in reality It's always been her