I know, I'm obsessed with that series.

lol the couple of books i read are good, so i understand lol

Book nerd. ;3 My friend called me a "weird book person' today during lunch.

lol tbh im not against it xD
i love books too :P

I plan on entering the contest, my writing will be up soon.

lol okay xD i was wondering why no one was posting DX

Having a pinglist to let people know when there's a new prompt might be useful. ;)

Anyways, here's my submission.

Somewhere between me and us, there was you. You, with your innocent brown eyes and your smile that everyone likes to call crooked, just because they think that makes you seem more charming. Your smile isn't actually crooked, just so you know. I know, because I've spent more time than I probably should have looking at it. I like it when you smile.

I wish that I could have done it for better reasons; to say that I was running away is true, but it doesn't exactly inspire sympathy when people see how miserable I am now. It's not easy to say that I left you because it was better for both of us, because I know it wasn't and it makes me sound like I'm making excuses. I mean, I am making excuses, but that doesn't mean much.

I see you still, and something inside me roars. That roar, it rattles around in my chest, and it shakes my heart until the little cracks inside of me open a little wider. The lion that sits in my rib cage is pleased with the sacrifice, and stops for now. When I see you again, he will roar again and I will split open a little wider. People like to say that their hearts are glass, shattering all at once, but I think mine is made of wood. Oak. I splinter, and splinter, and splinter, but I can't break yet.

This is so weird. Me, without you, I mean. Somewhere between you and us, there was me. Me, with my brown eyes that aren't quite innocent, and my smile that is actually crooked, but not in the charming way.

You were my mirror, I suppose. You showed me the life I chose. I chose you, because I was stubborn and I wanted it, and I didn't much care about anything other than you. I had been frozen in that life, where I was still the stubborn little girl - I was sixteen, but I was still a girl, and I know you know it's true - who insisted that she had to have a girlfriend. I'm still splintering, because when my best friend looked at me and told me he loved me, I just smiled and thought about you.

You made this so complicated. You made me complicated. You made me fire. I have a wood heart, I told you that, and you still set me on fire, and my heart is splintering but it's also burning, and it's never going to be the same, because when someone finally comes to put out the fire, I will be nothing but charred wood and ashes. No one wants to love someone who's already been beaten by love. No one wants a secondhand heart.

Somewhere between me and you, there was us. And I hate that, and I hate you, but I love you too.

And that's what makes heart-splintering so painful: I love you so much that I can't even break.

*mind explodes* that was great :D
but we gotta wait for other entries and deadline is wednesday night or thursday morning, still havent decided...

Thank you! I can't wait to see the other entries. :)

why did you tear my heart
you had it from the start
our love was once so strong
my love for you was lifelong
but you turned it all away
now I'm in dismay
why would you just leave
you don't love, you deceive
you said you care for me
how can this be
when you just left my heart
completely torn apart