Wash Away
Just because the rain Pounds, thunder sounds Just because the storm Has turned torrential It won’t stop me From reaching you.
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Just because the rain Pounds, thunder sounds Just because the storm Has turned torrential It won’t stop me From reaching you.
Spring had arrived and it was a beautiful day It was John's turn to visit and he was making his way. When John arrived at Epsom it was his first time Upon seeing him, Jenny thought he looked fine.
Jenny and John spent New Year with Emma and Nam and within a few days he had met half of her fam. Even though he was scared of the first meeting her family were all calm and gave him a warm greeting.
Turn your lights on After all this time Saw something new In your watering eye But is it best for you or me at celebrations and anniversaries.
And yet as I was feeling it, as my blood flowed fast and my brain worked overtime I felt sad, sad because I have felt like this before, I have felt euphorically happy in the past; when I was in love...
I wake. I sleep. I live. I like. I help. I hinder. I speak. I think. I do. I don't. I can. I can't. I live my life but I'm dead inside. I'm an empty shell. But then you came along. To inhabit my...
I've debated what to do Over and over again I have tried to live for me But now I am going to live for you I've been through the times Where I wanted to crawl up and die I've lived through the...
So I posted this on my old account, and I just wanted it on my new one. It's a story I've been writing, that's semi autobiographical about my best friend who died of cancer a six months ago.
Your hope gives me hope. Your smile makes me smile, oh, oh,. Oh your love has my love. Well your born with nothing. And beg for a better day. The worst of us have a lot more too say.
As we grow up we learn that the one person that wasn't supposed to ever let us down probably will. You'll have your heart broken and you'll break others' hearts.
Love must be learned, and learned again and again; there is no end to it. Love is a feeling you feel when you feel that your going to feel a feeling that you've never felt before.
I thought I understood love. Until I looked into my baby's eyes. So full of wonder and surprise. Innocent and helpless. Totally dependant for their life. I knew then for this tiny. Person I would die.
When I expect joy but find only pain; when I look for adventure but find only a prison; when I reach out for friendship but grasp only air and the world outside is darker than the light inside my...
YOU glued broken wings.. and taught them to fly, Pulled the pieces of my heart back together and.. straightened out the circles I went around in.
i am gonna try to mend this broken heart of mine. it hurts again, but this is okay, im gonna be fine.. this is for someone, a song, a poem, written as i toss on my bed, trying to catch my sleep..
words by the tallest man on earth. Well I walk upon the river like it's easier than land. Evil's in my pocket and your will is in my hand. Oh, your will is in my hand.
It all starts with a smile. Then you start liking the person. You always wna know what they're up to. You get this funny feeling in your belly, which sometimes makes you forget to eat.
As we grow up, we learn that even the one person that wasn't supposed to ever let us down, probably will. You'll have your heart broken and you'll break others' hearts.
Well it's Easter Sunday. Which means 2000 odd years ago, according to the Christian faith, Jesus rose again on the 3rd day. So we eat eggs. Chocolate eggs.
Love doesn't just happen, it grows. It's like a ball of plasticine that you have to shape and mould and take apart and put back together.
Still sat on my windowsill, my phone rang, work, I declined and slammed my head back on the wall in frustration, anger, I don't know. I thought more about my life before.
As the rain pounded heavily on the window, I decided it reflected my mood. I mean, how could she do this to me.
I was walking through town, Not a cloud in the sky. Hotter than an oven, Hotter than that guy. "That guy" named example A, gave me a glare. Not a wave, oh no, just a simple stare.
Here I am, In my own confinement. Just a solitary soul- Writing the assignment -friends. What is a friend. The paper screams.