A few of my totally awesome metaphors! :D Yeah, this is just me.

1. I lay there on the icy ground breathing my final breaths. That’s when I thought of you. I remembered all our happy memories and wonderful times. I remembered your loving smile, dark eyes, and warm heart. The thought of never getting to be with you again, made my misery worse. I considered giving death it’s success, but then I saw you standing over me. All the great things were brought back and suddenly I was in your arms being taken away from all the misery I once had. I left it all and now that you were with me, I was never taking it back, now I was only to get the happy times, again.

2. I first saw you standing away, alone. Your dark eyes met mine. I knew then, that you were absolutely flawless. Your warm smile grew on your face as you stared more, your dark eyes staring into mine, and your cold heart being warmed up by your new desire, me.

3. I stared at your empty spot, where you were the day before. You were gone. The thought of you being gone, shredded my insides, broke my heart, and ripped into my mind, leaving a hole. I told myself several times that I could survive. I found myself staring at the empty spot, making surviving less and less likely. The world was dark and cold. You were my fire. Now that the fire was put out, I was left in the dark shivering.

4. “I’m so sorry,” he whispered. I couldn’t forgive him. I looked up into his dark, sincere eyes. I wanted to forgive him, yet I didn’t. “Will you ever forgive me?” he asked. The tears that had been resting in my eyes since he left, now escaped and were streaming down my face. I was now standing there crying. I didn’t answer because truthfully I didn’t know if I could or not. “You don’t have to forgive me. I wouldn’t….. But if you find it in your heart to forgive me, let me know. I still love you, now and forever.” He walked away, those final words still hovering in the air.

5. I lay there in the grass, looking up into the starry night. I thought of you. I pictured us sitting together, my hand grasping yours as we stared into each other’s eyes. I dreamt of us together, a dark desire that I doubted would ever be achieved. As long as I can dream, I can hope. As long as I can hope, I dream of us together.

6. We lay there on the grass looking up at the dark sky, the light rain falling over us. Your icy hand intertwined with my warm one. We stared into each other’s eyes. Your dark eyes stared into mine, almost piercing into my mind. I stared back, trying to make the same effect, but I doubted I could.

7. Love. How is love described? One word: Him. When I think of love, all I can see is his face, hear your voice, and feel your hands intertwined in mine. I know love as one definition: the way I feel about him.

8. We walked through the snow together. Finally, I felt your hand touch mine. Your skin was colder than the snow falling around us. I didn’t care. I gripped it tightly, letting your cold skin match my warm skin. We were now walking away, our hands clasped.

9. Today after school I want to show you a place, a special place. Okay?” He asked sincerely. Was he asking me out? I desperately hoped he was. “Sure,” I said. After school he was waiting outside. We began walking through the parking lot to his car. I got in and sat against the cool, black leather of his passenger seat. He got in and began smoothly driving, despite the ice that lined the roads.

10. I saw you walking away, for the last time. I was sure I would never see you again. Pain and pure insanity from seeing you leaving rippled up my body and I collapsed. Tears began forming in my eyes. I instantly pulled them back and tried to block the pain, but I found more and more seeping in. I sat on the ground blocking the pain, blocking reality, and trying not to comprehend what just happened. You were gone? You weren’t coming back? I was alone. Alone. I am.

11. I sat in the meadow we were in just a week ago. The meadow you first kissed me in, our meadow. However, I was here alone today. The meadow would never feel the same again, since you left me.

12. I sat with you in our meadow. You were looking at me, desire filling your dark eyes. I looked and I could read what you were thinking. I desperately wanted the same. We grew closer and your lips met mine. They were so sweet as they tangled around mine. They say your first kiss with someone makes sparks. Sparks didn’t cover it. It was the whole firework show. It was the whole fire. Your lips were as cold as your hands, but at this moment, they made me feel warmer than I had ever felt before.

13. You broke my heart and left me standing there, the pieces in my hand and tears rolling down my cheek. You walked away, the hate still attacking my already broken heart. My heart stung as the soft tears touched it, bringing back the pain.

14. My old boyfriend left me broken hearted. I stood alone the still making my heart sting and fill with sad, lost memories. I looked over and I saw you. You stared at me, tears still rushing down my face. Curiosity filled your dark eyes as you stared. I tried not to stare back, feeling that I’d leave the wrong impression, but I felt your hard, dark eyes staring at me. I finally gave in. I looked over and I saw your warm smile slowly spreading across your face.

15. I can no longer breathe because you took my breath away. I can no longer see things good looking because I know there is always better, I can no longer love because I gave you my heart, and I can no longer live, because life isn’t worth living without you.

16. I looked over at him. He wasn’t himself anymore. I had only been without him for not even a month and I didn’t know him anymore. He wasn’t the guy that flirted with me on a daily basis, would talk to me every time he got a chance, would always stare at me admiringly, would make me laugh everyday in geo class when we would choose to work together. Now I didn’t remember what made me laugh so hard, what made us such great friends, I didn’t remember his voice, I didn’t recognize his stunning green eyes. I could never remember him anymore. It was easier that first week, because I couldn’t see him, but now I can see him, just out of my reach. Right in front of me, but I can’t have him. I can never have him. He will forever be in front of me, forever just out of reach. He seemed more serious now, more alone, his eyes seemed more darkened, almost a dark brown now. This wasn’t who I remembered, the happy, bouncy, admiring, guy I had once knew. I still wanted him. I wanted him to grab me, say it was okay, and turn back into that person he used to be, the sweet, kind, caring one, not this cold, cruel, lonely shadow of what he used to be. He used to be the sun in my life, now a shadow cast by the sun, but the sun is gone, making my life dark and his shadow darker.

17. Every time I walked by and looked at him, he would look towards me. It wasn’t really towards me though. His eyes would be where mine were, but he looked like he was focusing on something far into my eyes.

18. Once I looked at him looking away was almost impossible. He was my addiction. Once I had a little bit, I could never let go. When he talked, his voice echoed in my mind, leaving a stain in my memory. Now if I ever looked at a guy that was once hot, he would no longer be, because hotter was already out there.

19. I walked by and he looked at me as I looked at him. For that small second that our eyes met, the world froze and nothing mattered. We were alone standing there in the dark, our gazes sitting on each others. When our gaze broke, the paradise disappeared and I fell harshly back into reality.

20. The whole time we talked it felt as if the world were in slow motion and we were the last people on earth, sitting there talking in the lonely world, creating our own world.

21. Days for him were either good or bad. If it was good, it was good for me because he would smile his warm smile, laugh, and always start conversation. If it was bad, the only think he would do was ignore and stare at you with his eyes darkened.

22. His smile was warm. The world was dark and cold and he was a fire that lit it up and kept it warm.

23. Today was a bad day. He didn’t say a word, but always looked at me his eyes as dark as the night itself.

24. I tried several times to start a conversation with him. I tried over and over, turning around bringing several subjects up. Every time he just said, “Yeah.” Or “Sure.” Or nothing at all. I suddenly felt like a castaway on an island trying to get flint to spark in order to make a fire. He was the flint and he wouldn’t spark. I finally gave up and angrily turned back around.

25. It was Friday and school was finally out for a long four day weekend. I was very happy, but I realized how stupid I was because I knew I was going to miss him. It was only four days and I was going to miss a guy who barely noticed me.

26. I was going to ask him for help. I knew the answer, but I just wanted to hear his sweet voice. Every time I was about to turn around and ask him, I got scared and changed my mind. I finally, let my scared side win and answered the problem myself.

27. He was gone and it felt like part of me left with him. Part of me was missing and I was alone. I kept turning around to talk to him, to only find the sad empty desk where he once sat. I needed him. I needed the half of me. I was alone.

28. How can I forget. It's like it was always a dark night. The sky pitch black, no moon, but a few stars now and then, excitement. Then he came, the bright light, hope, light, happiness, then he left. I was back to where I was before but the light blinded me and now I can't see the dark the same, without remembering the light.

29. I looked over at him. He wasn’t himself anymore. I had only been without him for not even a month and I didn’t know him anymore. He wasn’t the guy that flirted with me on a daily basis, would talk to me every time he got a chance, would always stare at me admiringly, would make me laugh everyday in geo class when we would choose to work together. Now I didn’t remember what made me laugh so hard, what made us such great friends, I didn’t remember his voice, I didn’t recognize his stunning green eyes. I could never remember him anymore. It was easier that first week, because I couldn’t see him, but now I can see him, just out of my reach. Right in front of me, but I can’t have him. I can never have him. He will forever be in front of me, forever just out of reach. He seemed more serious now, more alone, his eyes seemed more darkened, almost a dark brown now. This wasn’t who I remembered, the happy, bouncy, admiring, guy I had once knew. I still wanted him. I wanted him to grab me, say it was okay, and turn back into that person he used to be, the sweet, kind, caring one, not this cold, cruel, lonely shadow of what he used to be. He used to be the sun in my life, now a shadow cast by the sun, but the sun is gone, making my life dark and his shadow darker.

30. I can't forget. Imagine having all you wanted, in front of you, but out of your reach, FOREVER. I'm gonna die without him. I know it's not peaches and cream but it once was. Imagine life being peaches and cream one second, and the next second having it all taken away and being thrown into the dark. Now I'm sitting in the dark, the taste of peaches and cream still in my mouth, slowly fading, leaving my heart hollow. That's why.

31. The saying is that the night is always darkest before the dawn, but what if the sun was gone? What if there was no dawn? What if the night sky stayed forever dark?