You Make My Heart Go Weh Novels & Stories

"Tell her to keep dreaming! That agreement is fake! I don't believe she can do anything. Take her down!" I let out a quiet sigh. If that was his answer, then there was nothing left to say. Three minutes later, a 24-page PDF hit the internet. Unity Holdings shot straight to the top of the trending list. When Paul saw it, he collapsed back into his chair.

“You’re welcome, si…” “You may leave now,” he cut in before I could finish. ******* The music was loud, and we practically had to shout to hear one another. I went to the bar to get drinks for our table, instructing the bartender to add ketamine to mine. Surprisingly, he had it and did as I said after I handed him thousands of dollars. My reason was simple, I wanted something to happen with Adrian tonight. Not for pleasure, but to start my plan of accusing him of rape. My revenge had begun, and I wanted to make him suffer before finally ending him.

Four soft tones. Like a heartbeat. Like a countdown. Like the sound of something trying to remember its name.

The song became the canvas of my vulnerabilities, painting a tapestry of raw emotions. "'Cause I'm in a field of dandelions, Wishing on everyone that you'll be mine, mine... And I see forever in your eyes; I feel okay when I see you smile, smile..." We both sang in sync, exchanging glances and smiles as our fingers danced across the ivory, weaving a beautiful melody that filled the air. As we played and sang, the music seemed to lift us, carrying us away on a journey of sound and emotion. The notes flowed effortlessly from the piano, intertwining with the power of our voices.

If only I'd had known you had a storm to weather So, before you go Was there something I could've said to make it all stop hurting It kills me how your mind can make you feel so worthless So, before you go.

🎼You say you hate me, then you say you love me too 🎼 🎼Please baby, can you make up your mind🎼 🎼You say you want me, then you say you don't 🎼 🎼Ohh baby, I don't understand anymore 🎼. 🎼You said you need me, then you said you don't anymore 🎼. 🎼Ohh baby please, can you tell me what you want 🎼. 🎼 I'm getting confused, with your different sides🎼. 🎼Today you are cold, and the next you are warm🎼. 🎼What do I make of this, what do I get from this🎼. 🎼Ohh have tried, but still can't put a tag on this🎼.

“I’m going to make you love me. I love you girl I’m only happy when you are here by my side. I always need you, I don't want to lose you. I am going crazy Even though I can’t say it right now, Even when I keep getting nervous looking at you I always think of you, girl You make me crazy You don’t know yet, you don’t know my love But it’s true I just need you so much I can’t live without you I want you like this I want to see you all the time I just keep seeing you I just keep hearing you What have you done to me? In my head, it’s filled with the thoughts of you. I sing a song for you Anytime, I’m going to make you love me, I love you girl~ I’m only happy when you are here. I always just need

Oh, oh, oh Sweet child o' mine Oh, oh, oh, oh Sweet love of mine She's got eyes of the bluest skies As if they thought of rain I hate to look into those eyes And see an ounce of pain Her hair reminds me of a warm safe place Where as a child I'd hide And pray for the thunder And the rain To quietly pass me by I thought of the moments over the last few months where he padded away fallen tears, when I saw my own pain reflected in his eyes. Oh, oh, oh Sweet child o' mine Oh, oh, oh, oh Sweet love of mine Oh, oh, oh, oh Sweet child o' mine Oh, oh, oh, oh Sweet love of mine Oh, oh, oh, oh Sweet child o' mine Oh, Sweet love of mine Where do we go? Where do we go now? Where do we go? Oh, oh Where do

Try That in a Small Town by Jason Aldean blasting from the side table next to his bed had Wyck groaning in pain. His head pounded like tiny coal miners were working in his brain. He'd finished off the wine and a good portion of a bottle of Jack after Harper's sudden departure the night before. His hand clawed blindly at the bedside table trying to find the offending noise and make it stop. One blue eye cracked open to see the screen as he brought the phone to his face. Fuck! Davis.

He looks up at the ceiling and asks, “Why, Miles? What drove you to do it?” The drugs are pulling me back down into the dark and my voice sounds like someone else’s when I answer: “Poison prayer got stuck in my mind, like a bad seed caught in a wheel . . . dropped here and took root.” Joe snaps his fingers near my closed eyes. I’m falling through drops of flame. “Miles. You’re not making sense. What made you do it?” “Snow in my bones . . . beast in my blood . . . wind in my heart.”