Papermoon Lyrics Novels & Stories

He curled in on himself, pressing his forehead hard against the floor, a broken sound tearing out of him. “Jane… don’t run. “Please… slow down… “I drove them all away. I got rid of them… every one of them… “Just look back at me.” Tears mixed with the liquor at the corner of his mouth and dripped onto the floor, spreading into dark stains. “I can’t catch up to you anymore… “Without you… I’m really… I’m not going to make it.”

DEVINA'S POV I sighed, soaking myself in the water even more as I let myself sink. My muscles were aching, and for the first time in a while, I felt relaxed. My face felt smooth, and my hair was neatly tied in a bun and my whole skin was tingling. Soft classical piano resonated around the room through the speakers situated at the four corners of the walls. The speakers were connected to my phone, and I genuinely wouldn't mind being murdered here. Sonata No. 14, “Moonlight” in C-Sharp Minor, Op. 27 No. 2: I. Adagio sostenuto.

"I would like to hear it up close." Myers swallowed hard, and stuttered as he floundered for words to say, his boldness vanishing like it was never there to begin with. "I...I...d... didn’t really say a thing, Moon's Call... I was just..." He shrugged nervously; his head drawn back in fear from Lycidas' blue glare.

I asked, turning to the other woman, who pulled down her hood. She was glowing a soft white, and her skin was the color of the moon, her eyes pitch black. She wore a thick silver crown that bore the different cycles of the moon. The full moon at the front of her head, “It’s been some time since I have seen you, child.” The woman’s voice was echoed, a mix between a man’s and a woman’s voice. “You’ve grown so much… I can’t wait to see you lead our people into the era of the light and out of the era of darkness.” “What do you mean? I’m dead?”

“You deserve to find love and happiness.” Ryan rested his head against her shoulder, melting into her warmth. His heart was beating so hard he wondered if she could hear it - if she knew what it sang. ‘How could I find happiness elsewhere when you’re still my person?’ He held on tighter, burying his face into the crook of her neck. I’d still choose you over death if you chose me too.’ “I guess I’m not the only one living with trauma,” Valery murmured, her voice slicing cleanly through the hush.

The waterfall just made it more exquisite. I had gone around these woods before, but I never realized that there was a beautiful spring here. “Do you remember when we were kids, there was this tale about Moon Goddess descended to the Earth on the night of the brightest Full Moon?” Elliott asked, almost with a whisper because he didn’t want to ruin the nature’s sound.

When he said that I should fly to my moon. I’m still willing to wait for her no matter how long but if it means waiting for her death, I will not allow her to go alone. My life would be meaningless again. Everything that I have loved is taken away from me. Life is somehow unfair. It doesn’t want to see me happy. If she becomes the moon, and I should be the sun, it can’t be accurate anymore. Because I can’t think when I become as bright as her. But if it needs it, I can’t promise.

Just like me, they long to be Close to you- -On the day that you were born The angels got together and decided to create a dream come true So they sprinkled moon-dust on your hair of gold And starlight in your eyes of blue--- ---Thats why all the girls in town Follow you all around Just like me, they long to be Close to you----

The black shiny cloudy hair of yours, Please honor me by showering them with rain. The deep ocean pearl eyes of yours, Can't wait, please let me dive into them. You are my destination, You are the one. I am here Moonlight; to you, for you, with you, There is no other place on the planet, I want to go or I would choose to go. You are my destination, You are the one. Yes, baby, You are the ONE; the only ONE..... ______________________________________

A nervous chuckle escaped through his lips and I went silent again. ​“Cry baby,” I finally mumbled, and he looked at me in confusion. ​“Cry baby by Melanie Martinez,” I added, and he seemed to realize that I was stating a song now. I watched him pick out his phone before scrolling through it. ​You seem to replace your brain with your heart You take things so hard and then you fall apart You try to explain, but before you can start Those cry baby tears come out of the dark The song started and I closed my eyes shut, trying to ignore Vincent’s presence.