The Lost Key
My life has changed So, so much I seem to hurt all those I have touched When they get close I have ran Not in fear of love But of who I am Afraid of what I do not know I give all of me I put on...
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My life has changed So, so much I seem to hurt all those I have touched When they get close I have ran Not in fear of love But of who I am Afraid of what I do not know I give all of me I put on...
Every day starts the same old way. Birds singing in the month of may. The suns shining over buildings. Waking the millions. Brewed coffee sits in the pot.
After a lifetime spent together, We're falling apart at the seams. Even when holding hands lightly, The touch doesn't ignite our dreams. When did we lose the chats that we used to have.
WARNING... SWEARY WORDS!!. Why does my heart feel like its breaking.
A long month had passed since his chance encounter with Kathryn. He had struggled to deal with his feelings and he'd been quiet and withdrawn. Things weren't going well at home.
"You don't want to see her" Mollie said as she shut the door behind her in Nate's room. "I do, we need to talk about so much" he said, standing up from the bed and jolting the baby in the process.
"Hello housewife. How's it all going?" Kim said as she bounded up to Tiffany with the rest of her gang in pursuit.
Started writing again, got a bit bored with it so there's a gap of around 6 months, and it's now all written in the third person.
Our lives seem to be at an intersection of love and hate I try to get close but you just close the gate Our common purpose, our children, our gift from above After 22 years we seem all out of love My...
I just keep denying it but I can't anymore. You might still love me but there is someone else in your heart. Someone that I really can't replace. Someone that is taking up all the space YOU.
I trudged towards the house, gravel crunching underneath my feet.
#household paint If I put paint on my lips Would you notice me. If I picked a bright colour Would you finally see. If that colour was red Would it tempt you near.
NOTE BEFORE YOU READ: So I set a little goal for myself today; to find a piece of music and write a story which could use this as a soundtrack…obviously I realise that it’s not the way round they do...
Ordinary People Eugene History is the most boring subject in the world. Why did I fail to be an archeologist. Instead I am stuck teaching Class 9d in England.