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#opussweeklychallenge I remember ... yes I do, A fleeting memory of me and you. I was small ... maybe three or four, Laying across your lap, staring down to the floor.
#acrostic Most of all I miss the Exciting times we had. Laughing at all the jokes we made, Although it now seems sad.
I'm having a rough night. I decided to hang my pictures and stuff on my wall and I happened to find lots of pictures of me and my brother.
The waves were rolling The sea was blue We were at the beach Just me and you The sand was golden Each grain a star How did we come to get so far.
*A good friend of mine, a brilliant writer, sent this to me recently. I couldn't help but feel it begged to be shared.
Are words just words to you Or are they part of me. When I spill out my soul to you in print do I set you free.
I hate days like this. Days where I just sit here and cry. I think too much. Then I Upset myself. I don't understand it. You were once this person.
It's funny how hello always ends with a goodbye, it's funny how good memories can start to make you cry.
I guess it's been a while,. Sense I've really seen your face,. Thinking back on our memories,. I once tried so badly to erase,. I guess it's been a while,. Sense I've truly heard you laugh,.
Let me start by saying that my parents are my rock.
Don't talk to me of Love, That icky pink and red parade Which invades the shops this time of year, Draping them in Hallmark's brand of 'true' dedication And admiration. Hush.
I miss those times when he would hold me until I fell asleep in his arms and I would wake up with a smile on my face because I dreamt about him instead of having nightmares.
The truth behind ones ego is the judgement they impose on others. The harsh hatred of the world must be one of the hardest things to bare.
The sky was so blue I looked up and saw you Your eyes that shine And whisper "you're mine" It was like breathing new air Because you were there I smiled at the sky Now wondering...
I love you. I had to let you go. Knowing that you will be better off without me made me decide on that. Still remember how we met. No love at first sight, just a hint of a connection.
Hopelessness. That sick feeling. The feeling when you get tired of waiting, when you are scared to hope, when you don't want to hope at all. But of course, it's not your choice.
that dumb old pit feeling. you like it though. you don't wanna get rid of it. those dumb old feelings aren't really dumb. you still like them. and you still catch yourself thinking about dumb old him.
I can't describe it, I'm... I'm just standing there. And. It's not like any thing's stopping me, And it's not like any things making me... But I just don't move.
I have hurt you in the past. Badly. Almost unforgivably. I still think about how I wronged you, how those few words uttered from my lips nearly ruined the best thing that had ever happened to me.
Hey baby, I like to imagine how it will be when it's you and me but I can't see it clearly.
You don't realize how much someone means to you. How much you love them until its too late. When they are hurt or about to die. You don't want them to.
What if I told you how much you meant to me, though we never speak. What if I told you what a hopeless romantic I have become because of you. What if, the next time we locked eyes, I smiled.
I think, I think when it's all over it just comes back in flashes you know. It's like a colidoscope of memories when it just all comes back. But he never does.
Why am I dreaming of you. How do I know you're not fake. Why are you still hidden. In my mind, for goodness sake. We have split for a reason. You have moved on.