Thousands of free stories. Support your favorites when you're ready.
Showing stories tagged with #emotional-connection Clear filter
Thank you for loving me, You make me feel alive. Thank you for loving me, Because of you, I thrive. Thank you for loving me, And standing by my side.
You don't feel nervous around them But you do stare 'What a cute hat' you think 'What lovely hair' You might walk over to them and ask them to a party And if they make a joke, you laugh is hearty You...
After this many years, it's starts to become a joke. There's a reason why I never bothered. I never believed in it. Once upon a time I did, but things change. People break you.
Waiting is half the pleasure. You said, just breathe it in,. Make the most of all you're missing,. Remember the feeling of not being. Close, of not having my lips. Pressed against your ivory skin,.
Inspired by a comment left by @beergrylles. Love and passion. It's important to get a good ration. Love should be unconditional. And passion never a bare minimal. One thats without the other.
Tonight lets forget about the world, About the past, And about the future, Concentrate about right now.
You are my everything I can't imagine life without you You make life so complete Ever since the day you swept me off my feet I miss you so damn much I miss your loving touch I miss you when we are...
Calming music Plays tonight Soothing thoughts Disappearing frights Smile appearing Heart fixing Sadness drowned Emotions mixing Eyes blinking Ears hearing Body moving Stillness disappearing...
Still that pang of loneliness, when the new year arrived Auld Lang Syne played through the speaker, fireworks rocking in the sky I try to spare you the thinly veiled emotion, I can't blame the...
Sitting by the fireplace light. Christmas presents shinning bright. Stockings filled up with toys. But the present i love the most. Has no bows or wrapped up tight. No batteries or flashing lights.
You are just too cute. I'm in love with everything you do. You make me feel like a real queen, Like I'm somebody that should be seen. You make my stomach do cartwheels, If you only knew how I feel.
I saw your smile in the mirror today. I thought of things I had forgotten about. Could my smile make you feel the same way. Would your thoughts take the same route.
Find someone who isn't afraid to admit that they miss you. Someone who knows that you're not perfect, but treats you as if you are. Someone who's biggest fear is losing you.
It's a beautiful night, The stars are out, You're here too. We're immersed in light, Happy as can be, Just me and you. You're my hero, my knight, The one that I love, I know these words are true.
Wrapped up bundle. Stuffed under the tree. I can see the name tag. From you, to me. You say it's your heart. Wrapped up nice and warm. Just for me, you say. And my frown begins to transform.
So much to get done, so little time Every once in a while, gotta rhyme Open that app just to hear it meow Familiar faces, your favorite crowd Always see you later, never goodbye Friendship in the...
He draws the blade across his skin, At night and early morning, She takes another to her own, And gives but not a warning.
I come to you. To swim in your words. I come to you. Letting go of my world. I come to you. Sharing my thoughts. I come to you. To Listen to inspiring quotes. I come to you. With no hate.
In soft skip of lover's beat my heart began to melt, as our eyes of blue connected I hoped you'd also felt, that invisible connection where fate and life collide that ethereal attraction which draws...
#adventchallenge. My gift to you. Will not be wrapped. My gift to you. Will not cost money. My gift to you. Will bring you warmth. My gift to you. Will at times be funny. I'll gift you loyalty.
Me and Vicki are as close as can be, It's always 'us' never 'her' or 'me'. A terrible twosome some might say, We do nearly everything in exactly the same way.
Head over heals in love with you. A fantasy, a dream but I know it's true. Far or near you are in my heart. I think we both felt it from the start. I don't know much about you.
My grandmother sat in her chair, Her head covered with white-grey hair. I looked into her old gold-brown eyes, Innocent, they told no lies.
Looking at you is not like looking at others I notice the curves and edges of your body and see what you do I observe the movements you make and watch your eyes.