Sitting here,
Slipping a tear,
Looking back at good old times,
Stuff that's out of my mind.
Everything's coming back to me,
Even that time I spilt my red hot tea,
Or that time I laughed with my friends,
And when I got stabbed with a pen.
Think back to your best moment,
Post it in the comments,
Nothing I think goes with that so...
Bye and thanks for the chat!
Your feedback helps Lucky112 understand what's working
Lottie
Remember me the way I was. Remember my sunshine, remember my crashing waves and endlessly stretching sandy beaches. Remember me as I was and the memories made across me.
Memories. Seeing the sun the first time. The warmth if it, the light, the brightness of it. The stars. The sparkling stars in the sky. Some you can see and some you cannot. Kind of like friends.
I can still see you standing there, Summer tangled in your hair, First week of July, first day of my life.
As he looked down at her, the dark glow of the lamp bouncing off her silky skin in such a way as to make her the perfect image of sepia.
Please enter my contest!. The word is #confession. Just tag me in the comments and the deadline is Saturday 5pm. PLEASE ENTER!. I have had no entries so far!.
I'm really tired right now so sorry if this isn't up to scratch. I said I wouldn't write anything but I descided I might be able to squeeze out a short. Sun. Smiling for all to see. Radiant....
You know how when you were a little kid and you believed in fairy tales, that fantasy of what your life would be, white dress, prince charming who would carry you away to a castle on a hill.
I remember when we met again. We both had changed, And nothing was the same. I remember when I got a text from you.
Want to join the conversation? Sign in to leave a comment.