Forms Of Love Al hugged his childhood friend, Caroline, tight. His hand trailed to her chin and lifted up her head so they would look eye to eye. Her eyes were red and puffy, her cheeks were burned from her fallen tears. Al kissed right under Caroline's right eye and whispered in her ear, "don't cry, my love..." his soft lip connected with her's and they stayed like that. They didn't want to let go of each other for all eternity. This is true love. A girl wants a guy like this. Not a jerk. <3

Scene Love Are scene's and emo's really that different? A scene is in love with an emo, but he doesn't feel the same. She's heartbroken but she won't give up... She dreams of him day and night. She wishes she would be close to him once again...like in her childhood...

Personal I turn my back for a breif second to listen to the speaker, and as I look away, my personal notebook is thrown into the wrong hands. He looks through it, then draws in it. He throws it back. I turn back around and I see it has been moved. I glare at the boy who tossed it and I look to see what has been drawn in it. Tears well in my eyes and I yell at the boy. I want to die. No one can leave me be. Why? Just kill me.

Love Hurts He asks me if I'm mad at him, he asks why I keep to myself, but my answer is always the same, "don't worry about it..." But deep inside, I want to hit him and hug him and yell and kiss him...I love that dummy who thinks of me as a friend...

True Love He grabbed my wrists and I yelpped a little in pain. He slipped down my sleeves with ease, exposing my bandages covered in blood. His eyes narrowed but watered, "...Cielo...I told you..." "I'm sorry..." I started to cry. He held me close and stroked my hair gently. "I-I didn't mean to,L. I just..." I couldn't finish. Tears flooded my face of pain and sorrow. I saw a tear go down L's cheek at one glance. He iqunored it and looked right into my eyes, "...How many cuts.." "er...j-just four..." I looked down. "give me the knife." he held out his hand. "I'm sorry..." I said. "Cielo!" he said firmly. "No!" I replied. He clenched his fists and said quietly, "Cielo...don't make me yell..." "I'm sorry but anything's better than seeing you hurt yourself.." I looked at him and was startled. His eyes were red and he yelled, "WHERE. IS. IT." "I'm not telling!!" I yelled in tears. L calmed down and said silently, "fine...I'll get a kitchen knife..." he walked towards the kitchen. I ran after him, "No!" I yelled after him. Before I could yank the knife from his hand, he slit his wrist four times. I started to cry and couldn't stand to watch. L put the knife in the sink and walked over to me. He cupped my cheeks with his hands and kissed me softly. My eyes widen with the sudden surprise. I thought he was mad... "remember Cielo, however many cuts you make, I make..."