My Bloody Valentine Only Shallow Lyrics Novels & Stories

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * You're the color of my blood * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * My blood froze and all my senses stilled, unlike the sparks that erupted everywhere we touched. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * You're the cure, you're the pain You're the only thing I wanna touch Never knew that it could mean so much, so much * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * I found myself so close to him, our lips lingering only inches away from each other’s that my breath caught in my throat.

When I get home You better not be there, we're placing bets you won't Shed your modesty And the only thing to leave behind is your own skin On the floor Don't you shy away Manifest a ceiling when you shy away Searching for that feeling Just like an "I love you" That isn't words Like a song he wrote, that's never heard Don't you When you get home You barely recognize the pictures they put in a frame 'Cause you shed your modesty Don't circle the track Take what you have And leave your skin on the floor Don't you shy away

The crashing of the waves sounded a bit louder. Valentine pushed herself up, wanting to take a little swim on the water. Her feet were unsteady as she took her first few steps. To her, either the moon had a twin or it was just shaped like an oblong. She walked further towards it, trying her best on not to trip over her own foot. She was feeling dizzy and out of herself. Slowly, the water devoured her. Starting from her feet—and as she inched further—, it reached up to her waist. It was cold, causing her to shiver. Then, muffled voices entered her ears and she brought both of her hands to cover them.

Button up your overcoat When the wind is free, Oh, take good care of yourself, You belong to me, Boop-boop-a-doop. There were bells on the hill But I never heard them ringing, No, I never heard them at all Till there was you. We may only have tonight, But till the morning sun, you’re mine All mine; Play the music low, And sway to the rhythm of love. Happy Valentine's day! Cheers!"

I said and Chloe smiled "You really like this guy , don't you?" "I don't know" I shook my head "You missed him when he stopped bothering you , waking up every 2 a.m everyday because you remembered every moment that you spend with him in this time and the fact that you only see him Val.. you like this guy" "I guess" "Love isn't about one person fighting alone Valentine , it's about 2 people. If there's only one person who fights.. there will be time for them to give up"

Sharpe’s side. Dr. Sharpe chuckles again. “You think he’s here to save you?” she taunts, glancing between me and Valentine with a look of pure amusement. I stare at Valentine, my heart pounding. “Valentine?” I whisper, confusion and betrayal thickening my voice. “What are you doing?” Valentine’s eyes remain cold, distant, as if he can’t even see me. As if I don’t exist. He doesn’t acknowledge my presence at all. Instead, he turns to Dr. Sharpe and asks in a low voice, “How much more blood do you need?”

I listened as she left the room quietly, shutting the door behind her. Valentine slowly walked towards the bed, his shoes echoing beneath him. As he approached, I kept my breathing easy and thoughts cleared. Unexpectedly, I felt him sit on the bed next to me, his weight causing me to sink further into the mattress. Suddenly, his hands were on my bloody shoulder wiping away the crimson substance flowing onto his sheets. It took everything in me not to flinch at his touch. His fingers lingered on my my shoulder, before he withdrew them and stood up from the bed. I tried to listen as he walked around the room, but he was too quiet for me to hear.

he teased, eliciting a chuckle out of me as I imagined him saying these same words to his fucking sister. “Stop flirting with me, you are not my boyfriend, Shane, and I don’t want to have anything to do with you. Stay the fuck away from me.” I scolded him, trying hard to push him away. “But someday, I will be. I will take my time and prove my love to you, I’ll make you fall hopelessly in love with me. I love you, Valerie, and I won’t give up easily.”

Was that the sign and I didn’t see it? “No,” I mumbled under my breath, feeling a sword digging deep into my chest. It felt as though I was suffocating, that I could drown from the emotions, and the continuous tears that escaped my eyes became unbearable. “No!” I cried and moved closer to Valerie’s lifeless body. I grabbed her head and rested it on my lap, brushing some of her brown locks out of her face. Her blood seeped out of the lash on her neck as it made its way to my palms. My tears trickled on her pale face as my bottom lip quivered when I stared into her. “Val, wake up. Wake up! Don’t leave me, Val, please.”

"He’s also the one who makes me laugh, even when I don’t want to. Even when I shouldn’t. He makes things feel lighter, even when everything’s falling apart.” Achilles clutches his chest dramatically. “Stop, I’m gonna cry.” Valentine rolls his eyes. “Come closer, I'll make you.” I turn to glare at the both of them. "I'm trying to communicate here." "It's actually called soliloquy, and not communication, but yeah. Sure." "Can you shut the fuck up? Do you ever?" Valentine growls at Achilles. I can't help but chuckle. "Is it funny now?" He asks me, exasperated.