Krusty Aranda

Krusty Aranda May 2013

It beats.
It pumps.
It doesn't feel the same anymore.

I've changed.

Krusty Aranda May 2013

Mother! Father!
Is it Christmas again?
It's snowy outside even though it's just May.

Santa! Santa!
What will you bring this time?
Would it be a little puppy or a red racing car?

People! People!
Let's sing carols again.
Let the sweet melodies take this cold days away.

Wake up! Wake up!
You're 20 years old.
So what if I'm a child inside? Is that really so wrong?

Halfway through May, and it's still wintery. It suddenly came to me, and yes, being a 20 year old kid is awesome :D

Krusty Aranda May 2013

Twisted.

I killed her... I killed her!
Her blood pouring down my face.
My clothes stained with the crimson reminder of a reunion gone wrong.
My very existence tainted with this horrible crime.

I did not mean to hurt her.
   Yes, you did.
I held no grudges for what she had done.
   Yes, you did.

It wasn't me who pressed the knife against her neck.
I wasn't the one who slit open her throat.
I'm not the owner of her last breath, her last heartbeat.

I did not **** her!
I did not **** her!
I... I... killed her.

Her blue eyes will never see me hurt again.
Her now purple lips will not kiss mine again.
Her cold, white hand will be held by no one anymore.

She's dead, but I didn't **** her.

I swear it was not me.
   The knife's still in your hand.
It was not me.
  She screamed your name as her life faded away.
It was not me!
   You know this is what you really wanted all along.

I'll lay by your side in this puddle of blood.
It is warm, unlike your body.
I'll hold your hand, and never let go.
I'll **** whoever did this to you.

I'll meet you on the other side.
**Goodbye.

Came to me while listening to Slipknot. Metal makes me crazy, but I love it \../ :D

Krusty Aranda May 2013

Stay (10w)

If you go,
this world
just wouldn't be
the same.

Hope this makes you realize how much you mean to some people (you know who you are).

Krusty Aranda May 2013

I Remember.

I remember the day I met you.
You looked gorgeous in that black, long dress.
Your short, brown hair dancing with the wind.
Your white, hypnotic smile paralyzing me.

To be honest, I had met you before, in photographs.
I was under your spell since then,
but that night turned my fantasy into reality.

So we talked, we drank, we danced.
I couldn't get my eyes off of you.

We met again a couple days after that.
I waited for you.
And waited.
And waited.
I was only waiting for you.

The sand, the ocean, the bright, blue sky.
They were all there to whitness my heart racing
every time I looked at you.

So I build up some courage, and go for it.
I ask you on a date.
Nothing too fancy. Just a movie with me.
"Yes."

Movie was awful, but I didn't care.
I had spent that time with you.
What more could I ask for?
Sadly, time to go home came too soon.

You were picked up, and offered to drop me off at my place.
I kissed you, in the cheek.
You didn't complain.
I smiled beneath a smile.

Once I said goodbye, and crossed the door I jumped,
I screamed,
I almost even cry of the joy.
I couldn't have been happier.
I couldn't feel any better.

I remember how much in love I was with you.
Do you?

Remembering one of the best days of my life. Even though it didn't work out in the future, I was happy for that moment :)

Krusty Aranda May 2013

I Wonder (10W)

Does she even suspect
that
I'm in love with her?

Krusty Aranda May 2013

Hopeless Romantic.

When I think of her I picture her in my bed.
No, not having *** with me, or with her hands under my clothes.
Not even naked.
I see her just lying next to me, looking into my eyes, and whispering
"I love you".
I don't fail to hold her close to me, kiss her forehead, look her in the eyes and say
"I love you too".

Then I see us on the couch.
She rests her head on my lap as we watch a movie.
I start losing interest, and, out of nowhere, I just kiss her.
I say "Be mine forever".
"I already am", she replies.

Finally I see her as an angel, flying above me and lending her hand.
I grab it, and she takes me away to her world.
A world full of beauty, warmth and magic.
She says "Welcome to our world",
and I wake up.
It was a dream, but I turn my head, and there she is. My angel,
still asleep, so innocent, so pure, so beautiful.
I smoothly kiss her on the cheek, and say with a smile on my face
"This is our world".

Some can call me corny.
Some might say I'm gay,
but I can't help but be
a hopeless romantic.

"She" has no name yet, but I hope I find her soon.
Anyone interested? (jaja, just kidding).