hesitant - quotes and descriptions to inspire creative writing
Though you are so warm I feel like I am in the wrong place, as if such comfort is only meant for others. I could loose myself in your words and the depth of your eyes; I could feel at home. Yet after so long of dancing around the needs and wants of others, always having to give so much of myself, this feels foreign. Even though you are the only water in this desert, I stand still and just watch, tempted but paralyzed.
At the tree-line River raises her hand, eyes scanning the grassland beyond. She always does this just in case, even though the chances of danger are so tiny. I guess that's why we trust her to lead, there is so much caution in her bravery.
When Ian speaks she just looks at him as if he were a radio and not a person who is there to be interacted with. It is as if the words are still circulating her mind and not yet allowed to flow outward into the world.
When Luke is just inches away Hayla stops and just gazes, soaking in the warmth of his eyes. This is what she's dreamt of, just the two of them, finally alone. After a moment she raises her hand to his face and lets tears fall, "Sometimes, my love, in this life, there are no good moves."
Jade paused at the doorway, letting her eyes roam the room before anyone noticed she was there. She'd have to go in, she knew she would, but at least this way her mind had a few moments longer to prepare.
If she'd rehearsed this conversation once, she'd rehearsed it a thousand times, It had to end. Now that she'd got to his door her mouth had gone dry and her heart was beating more forcefully than it usually did. She raised her finger to the buzzer, then lowered it to her side. Could she do this? Then quickly she raised her hand and pressed it before her second thoughts got the better of her again.
As the door stood towering above me I let out a shaky breath. The dread and anxiety deadened my mind and body. In my frozen state I let out a shaky breath, closing my weary eyes. I grasped the doorknob, the cold metal sending a shiver up my already quivering arm. Deep breaths. My heart ricocheted off my rib cage and I slowly turned the handle till there was a crack in the door. Can I do this? I shook my head rapidly disallowing my second thoughts to get the better of me. Come on, come on! I smoothed out the crinkles in my dress and fixed my fraying hair. Almost mindlessly I swung open the door to the fate that awaited. Inside everything seemed to go in slow motion, it seemed to spin like a top as many people gazed at me, their blurred bodies creating waves on my vision.
He loaded the arrow and took aim. He knew it was best to fire right away, but there was so much riding on this. To miss was to loose. He lowered the bow, then in a second he took aim and fired.