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So the festive season has been and gone. I trust everybody had a blast and Santa brought appropriately extravagant presents for one and all.
At night when I am most weakest and held hostage by all thought I can't think of a day since then that I haven't thought about you..
She lies there, eyes closed, thin blue veins decorating her translucent skin, her hair splayed out behind her in a ocean of darkness. I hold back a scream as I realise what she's wearing.
We are beautiful, enchanting, Together we love romancing, Our bodies do incredible things, Swim, jump, run, laugh, sing...
I went on a journey for calm Searching around the world I couldn't find it in the way A fresh new leaf was curled I couldn't see it in the meadows Or in the fast flowing stream It wasn't on a...
A prince was riding out one day Across his many lands And came across a withered crone A rose clutched in her hands She said to him, in husky tones Sir, will you hear my plight.
I've always been a firm believer in recording down your precious moments in anyway you can. Because who knows one day if you'll lose your memory and you want a way to recuperate with your confusion.
It was a fine, sunny & late afternoon when I got off from class and decided to spend the rest of the day clouding up my mind in a crowded bookstore.
Chapter 12 The next morning, I woke up with a smile on my face as I had my head on Stefan's chest as our bodies were molded together.
Her hair falls loosely past her hips. Auburn waves descending in curves and dips. Her eyes are lovely ocean blue. They've seen the false but not the true. Her smile is tight and careful.
Every day is a school day. That's a phrase I find myself using more often in my "normal" job these days. I work within the Oil & Gas Industry and, more specifically, within Competence.
"Oh gosh. It stinks in here!" I complained as we walked into Lucas' room. It was his idea for me to hide out in his room and it was huge.
There's a few things I should try and clarify with you guys. Over the holidays, these past six weeks, different things took over my life. A short, brief but wonderful romance.
We used to think we were the only two alive. Days filled with laughter, how we would race through the waves. The sun was hotter back then, everyday seemed warm and bright. Much like today.
I stared down at my blotchy scarred skin. The surface was all uneven, sore and a pinky red colour where it had not had time to heal over properly.
The glass stairs had dropped her into the airy foyer which was large enough to host the walking and cycling movement of 100,000 people, but it was only five o'clock, and having learnt from past...
I start by grabbing your hand and pulling you outside, out to the drive and placing you on the car bonnet... There I start to press on you, kissing you, holding you still.
Shadows cast bodies in the darkness of the sun. The games been finished and no one's won. I pull out a knife and you bring out a gun. I can walk faster than you can ever run.
“Welcome home, soldier,” called a voice in the dark, 30 years late to a 50 year old man. Once he was golden with the promise of youth, til his country sent him off to foreign land.
The result of an affair was I. That meant without you, years went by. Yes you were there for me. But not like a proper father or daddy. Your wife blamed me for 39 years.
FRIDAY: As Rob arrived at school, he felt guilty. He was as white as ice and snow, and felt strange.
I woke up feeling so tired. It was like I hadn't slept in months. I rolled over ready to fall back to sleep when my alarm clock sounded. That's when I remembered school… and Ben.
A spooky(ish) story without a name. If people enjoy it, I'll continue the second part. Either way, enjoy. Stretching, I awoke from my sleep. As usual the birds sang cheerfully as ever.
Chapter 4 - Part 2 My sister had cooked me a gorgeous meal in her open plan red and chrome designer kitchen. It was a modern flat but the second bedroom had been turned into an office.