A Lone White Rose
One stands alone. In the sparkling crystal vase. Usually there would be more. But this is not the case. A lone petal fall. The first one of the hour. Love wilts away slowly.
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One stands alone. In the sparkling crystal vase. Usually there would be more. But this is not the case. A lone petal fall. The first one of the hour. Love wilts away slowly.
Maybe you could hold me when I feel alone. Maybe you could keep me close when I'm on the verge of tears. Maybe you could share happy moments with me, too. And maybe you could make me giggle.
My life was like a book left out in the rain, until some kind soul took it in and dried it off. My days spent with him were the best times in my bleak life. Before I met him I was so alone.
I got lost trying to find my soul Travelled Travelled hard Fell in love Fell apart Found I'd changed Found I was still the same Time moved on I stood still Yet nothing and everything had...
The clock goes tick. Too slowly to tock. As I wake your on my mind. I check to see if its morning time. The clock goes tick. Too slowly to tock. Start by jumping in the shower.
8 months ago - Dull. Grey, lifeless, boring, so utterly dull. There was no point in looking outside of my bubble. Then this streak of colour cracked my bubble piece by piece.
Oh my goodness, I am so embarrassed about this one. I don't know why. Here goes: I'm staring at this blank page, I'm staring back at me, It's begging me to fill it, To set my feelings free.
Loving him was a dream, that I would not share. Locked everyone else out when I met him. No more hanging out with friends, it was all him.
Ok so maybe it is time For another fresh start Sign upon the dotted line No more broken heart.
Twice I turned my back you, I fell flat on my face, But didn't loose. Tell me where should I go. Tell me what led you on, I'd love to know. Was it the blue night. Gone fragile. Was it both men.
What's wrong with me I don't understand What am I so different, am I going mad.
One of very old poem I wrote long ago, when I was crushed by ex lover and new love mending me --------------------------------- As each day passes by I got to know you more And the more I got to...
I'm going to push myself, push our memories and the thoughts of our relationship out of because I know in better than this.
"Soar my bird. Fly and be free. Forget about cages And people and me!" But the bird didn't forget, And when he thought about it, Ten years later, He went for a visit.
When your in love you know what it's like to be a millionaire. When out of live and not looking for love you feel the same.
Love is something that can control the mind. It can make you see someone as perfect, when they're nowhere close.
I'm saving me from myself. I'm saving myself from you. You told me the way that it ought to be. I just don't want to believe its true. Do you remember what you last told me.
Its been a while since I wrote my thoughts Mainly because I am reconfiguring myself After our last meeting. Topsy turvy Back to front Close to bitter and twisted Is what I feel.
What I want and need most in this life is something that stays. Something that I can always look back into. Go back into when everything else go on their own way and disappears. People change.
Hannah clicked her finngeres and they haddent moved. The only difference was there was more mess.
"She's just infatuated with the boy... She'll get over it in a week." How many times have you heard those words. Almost everyone has at one point or another.
I was a just-born and she was Twenty-Five, Though we were we, we were one. I would cry out in Latin and she would respond in Greek, I would learn nothing but she never got tired to teach.
I want to make a difference to the world, I dream of a place of peace.
#tittybiscuits These chain links gone, I'm free at last. They held me back for far too long, But finally I've shook them off.