Cuban-Missile

As I ran my hands up and down her naked back I lost myself to desire. I can't quite remember every detail of that night and as the night blurred into morning and she fell asleep in my arms I marveled at her beauty. How was it that I ended up with an angel of Heaven? So pure and so soft, perfect in every way. I love her. Yet in my mind, the angel on my left shoulder and the devil on my right that make up my conscience differ in their opinions, in the way I should handle it. They make me regret what I have done, even if I didn't sleep with her. They are destroying me inside until the only one I can handle is her. Only she can save me from

Maye Only in the last few months have you really been in my mind, only the last few months have I actually needed someone there, only the last few months have I needed you. I couldn't whine to Emily, not about her, you were there to help, through absolutely everything. I'm sorry, sorry for the pain I've caused, sorry for any heartache I've caused. The truth is that for a while there, I loved you. Not that I don't know, it's just that it was different then. For a little while there, you were my escape planner and my way out of the madness. It seems so long ago that we began talking, it's only been 4 months, did you know that Maye? I know I

Kate You hurt me, a lot. More than anyone else has. What you did, i can't blame you for but it seems destroyed what little precious innocence I had left. In late November we started talking. Mostly it was digital, on the internet, via text message. Never in person. Even if I did see you most days. I was shy, you were shy, it worked. You wanted me, I had already given my heart away and although flattered told you we would never be. What you did on that Sunday, what you put me through, I know was merely a fraction of how you felt but I think we both ended up much worse. On that night, as I could hear the carolers singing, I lied to my mum a

Emily Years ago - Now I can't explain how much I have loved you over these years. Then I come to now and an increasingly large part of me is beginning to agree with Maye, even if you do hate her, recently she has helped me more than anyone else has ever, even you. Then again, I have never really had a problem ever. And you cannot help me if you are the cause, can you? When you told me that Rhys liked you, I took it as a bit of a joke, I got defensive of course because you were mine, we were perfect together. I thought. As time passed, you told me how much he was texting you, and you were texting back. I wanted to just scream at you to sto