As I..
One more secret mission. As I delve into you. The last known position. As we were through. A fraction of what I knew. As I thought you knew. anything too. You go southwest and I skew north.
Female. 25. North Carolina.
One more secret mission. As I delve into you. The last known position. As we were through. A fraction of what I knew. As I thought you knew. anything too. You go southwest and I skew north.
If this is the price we'll pay it. If this is the cliche then let us say it. If this is the longest yard then let us run it. If this is the song let us sing it.
Kneel down once, twice, three times. However many tries it takes to get the perfect position. Close your eyes & fold your hands. Weave that rosary between your thinning fingers.
We spent the summer days lying in the grass. My fingers tracing your bones. Your voice echoing the heat. Summer days later lead to summer nights. We spent our nights parlaying our secrets.
Sometimes I feel like I'm fading & there will be nothing left but echoing memories when I'm gone..
"happiness comes in moments, and then it's gone until the next time. could be years. but sadness settles in" - Dennis Lehane (Mystic River).
Two feet in the grave. And they say you better start living. Two ears attuned. And you hear her voice. Two hands on your heart. And you've left it open. Two eyes closed.
It's not easy coming to terms with who you really are. Reality is a cruel mistress..
I am entranced by you, I ache with meaning, I am holding on to your precious hands Swimming in your eyes, I am entranced by you.
Give war a chance, It's the needle that sewed our country's flag together. It's the mother cradling her son's dying body. Give war a chance, Let the sound of the field mine be your voice.
I don't want someone to love me in spite of my faults. I want someone to love because I have faults..
Dear ___, Once when, We were; Young/ Loving/ Kind. We pronounced A love so dear. Blushing cheeks, Wet lips. A stolen kiss, Quick lift of a shirt. We were young. We were loving. We were kind.
"All, everything that I understand, I understand only because I love." -Leo Tolstoy.
I've realized as of late I hold my hate to close to my heart.