I just want to remember who you were then and who I was with you. I want to forget who you are now and who I am. I just want to move the clock back when we could pretend in the world we weren’t in Love, when your eyes sparkled in the Sunlight and your body glistened in the ocean. Maybe I need to be your secret and make you nonexistent in my thoughts. Maybe it was better when you could do what you do and I had no clue.
Got this from Facebook, and it moved me to tears. Perhaps because I am not getting any younger, and I can see my life thus far following this man’s description. I wish he was around […]
♥ “You’re fucking this up!” Her words hit him like a knife in the chest. He blinked slowly, deliberately trying to absorb what she was saying. He didn’t want to defend his position, he just […]
I knew, if I just kept walking a moment more, that my Queen waited patiently for her King at that spot where the morning Sun kissed the Earth and conceived a new day. The Divine conceived this new day, my mind gave birth to it, and my body would live it indeed.
I can sense it all, the sweat, the sounds, the way your soul speaks to me. I want nothing more than to never wake, to stay asleep in this dream for eternity. Dear Lord please…
I remember wondering what would drive someone to kill themselves…Not only end their life, but do so in such a way that for seconds after they made the leap they knew there was no return, no chance for survival, and no remorse until they finally hit the water. It was dramatic in that they knew they were dead for seconds before they died. I often wondered what that man thought as he sailed through the air to his end.
I look around in my box, this place I have built for myself that somehow feels safe. As the storm rages out there I see the beginnings of truth. This box is painful. Each piece of timber laid, each window set, each nail driven a testament to pain.
Ah, these moments of inspiration and where they come from! I can only sit, smile, and surrender. I see you running along the beach, your hair cascading backward like flames of pure fire. The sand […]
He saved his girlfriend’s life. He shielded her, he protected her, and he died for her. Many of us would do the same thing for someone we love. Yet, how many of us would do this for someone we don’t even know? I know hundreds, if not thousands, who would and some who have.
