Post by Amy on Aug 30, 2010 0:28:15 GMT -5
Note: These are not mine, they are from the manga Loveless, by Yun Koga, a shounen-ai story with beautiful art. If you use and someone asks, credit. I did take the time to format, so maybe you guys have quotes that are artsy and pretty from movies or shows you like? Spread the inspiration, and remember to credit.
How can you say you love me? When you say that and kiss me I’ll end up believing you.
I bet no one in class has ever done this. How does that make you feel? Like something good? Or something tainted? “You…You’re more of a child than you seem.” Why do you wish for me?
He’s doing it again, using those sweet words -- he’s killing me. I want to see you. I don’t want to see you.
Once I desire something…I cannot undesire it. I cannot even try to resist. I will desire it until I have it. But there is no end. No matter how much I take, I still want.
Please. Please. Don’t cry like that. I’m going to go mad. I don’t want to see you again…I need to see you again. I’m sick from it. Because as soon as we have to say goodbye…I want to die.
“I suppose so. It is scary.” Liar. That look in your eyes says you’re not afraid of anything right now.
Why is it always secrets with you? No matter how many times we go through this, I can’t say what I mean. When I touch him, “I hate you” it’s warm. Skin gets in the way. This skin, that keeps me separated from you.
If we have a bond stronger than our names, now it shall be tested. “If we died tonight, does that mean we were also reborn tonight?”
As long as she’s with you…you’re fine with that? Are you a masochist? Or…an angel?
Don’t ask me anything more. It makes me feel choked…like there’s a knife to my throat. Don’t ask me. Just know. Just know. In a world such as this, who is able to trust? What can you really trust in? I’m so small -- insignificant -- I can’t see the whole of the matter. I can’t comprehend. And if I get it wrong, the knife at my throat will tear me in two. What does it mean to say you believe? I don’t understand. But even if you should betray me, I will forgive you. That’s what knowing is. That’s what it means to believe.
Ask me what kind of adult I want to become. I want to be tall. And strong. The kind of man who can smile quietly, with meaning. The kind who would carry someone like me all the way home… if I fell asleep. That’s what I want to be. That being said, I’m not fond of guys who smoke. “It stings my eyes…and covers their scent. Always.”
“You’re lying to me, aren’t you?” But I thought, “I’m okay with that.”
“Even if you lie to me…that’s okay.” I’ll be satisfied with as much of yourself as you can give me.
“Don’t ask me. Order me.” I really hate pain. I’d pull my own soul out if it meant I could stop the pain. “Don’t treat me like a human being.”
Bruises fade. Cuts, scratches, burns…they heal. But a scar like that will never go away. I wish it was just an injury. An…accident. But that was no accident.
“I’m an idiot for getting involved. But…” But… but… I can’t let go of their hands.
He would continue to open up new door. He would not take my hand. He would not lend me his voice. In fact… he would not even look me in the eye. I… Before I would be locked away…so far behind him…I made myself small, and hid in a tiny space.
It was just a joke. Just playing around. But it’s real as long as it makes someone happy. Someone special.
“If you lie even once, it’ll be over. If you commit it to words, then you can never take it back. This is serious. True words are bullets, sent flying the second you open your mouth. They always pierce your opponent’s heart. If you say even once that you hate me…Then I’ll never listen to you again.”
You said that words are bullets. That may be true. By putting it into words, for the first time… I realized I was angry.
No matter what happens, you still get sleepy, and you still get hungry, and the sun still rises. Even if it mysteriously doesn’t feel real.
I’m with this guy, in this place, listening to the sound of the bells. It’s chilly. Dark. Cold. White. My fingertips. We’re alone, the two of us. “Oh! It’s snowing.” The two of us, alone together, looking up into the night sky…
How can you say you love me? When you say that and kiss me I’ll end up believing you.
I bet no one in class has ever done this. How does that make you feel? Like something good? Or something tainted? “You…You’re more of a child than you seem.” Why do you wish for me?
He’s doing it again, using those sweet words -- he’s killing me. I want to see you. I don’t want to see you.
Once I desire something…I cannot undesire it. I cannot even try to resist. I will desire it until I have it. But there is no end. No matter how much I take, I still want.
Please. Please. Don’t cry like that. I’m going to go mad. I don’t want to see you again…I need to see you again. I’m sick from it. Because as soon as we have to say goodbye…I want to die.
“I suppose so. It is scary.” Liar. That look in your eyes says you’re not afraid of anything right now.
Why is it always secrets with you? No matter how many times we go through this, I can’t say what I mean. When I touch him, “I hate you” it’s warm. Skin gets in the way. This skin, that keeps me separated from you.
If we have a bond stronger than our names, now it shall be tested. “If we died tonight, does that mean we were also reborn tonight?”
As long as she’s with you…you’re fine with that? Are you a masochist? Or…an angel?
Don’t ask me anything more. It makes me feel choked…like there’s a knife to my throat. Don’t ask me. Just know. Just know. In a world such as this, who is able to trust? What can you really trust in? I’m so small -- insignificant -- I can’t see the whole of the matter. I can’t comprehend. And if I get it wrong, the knife at my throat will tear me in two. What does it mean to say you believe? I don’t understand. But even if you should betray me, I will forgive you. That’s what knowing is. That’s what it means to believe.
Ask me what kind of adult I want to become. I want to be tall. And strong. The kind of man who can smile quietly, with meaning. The kind who would carry someone like me all the way home… if I fell asleep. That’s what I want to be. That being said, I’m not fond of guys who smoke. “It stings my eyes…and covers their scent. Always.”
“You’re lying to me, aren’t you?” But I thought, “I’m okay with that.”
“Even if you lie to me…that’s okay.” I’ll be satisfied with as much of yourself as you can give me.
“Don’t ask me. Order me.” I really hate pain. I’d pull my own soul out if it meant I could stop the pain. “Don’t treat me like a human being.”
Bruises fade. Cuts, scratches, burns…they heal. But a scar like that will never go away. I wish it was just an injury. An…accident. But that was no accident.
“I’m an idiot for getting involved. But…” But… but… I can’t let go of their hands.
He would continue to open up new door. He would not take my hand. He would not lend me his voice. In fact… he would not even look me in the eye. I… Before I would be locked away…so far behind him…I made myself small, and hid in a tiny space.
It was just a joke. Just playing around. But it’s real as long as it makes someone happy. Someone special.
“If you lie even once, it’ll be over. If you commit it to words, then you can never take it back. This is serious. True words are bullets, sent flying the second you open your mouth. They always pierce your opponent’s heart. If you say even once that you hate me…Then I’ll never listen to you again.”
You said that words are bullets. That may be true. By putting it into words, for the first time… I realized I was angry.
No matter what happens, you still get sleepy, and you still get hungry, and the sun still rises. Even if it mysteriously doesn’t feel real.
I’m with this guy, in this place, listening to the sound of the bells. It’s chilly. Dark. Cold. White. My fingertips. We’re alone, the two of us. “Oh! It’s snowing.” The two of us, alone together, looking up into the night sky…