Personal Stories, Advice, and Support
She was aghast at the hobgoblin standing before her.
you must penetrate for a prize.
Honeymoon was at the centre of the universe.
your ability to love someone else
.the ones we say as well as the ones we do not.
and find ourselves isolated in a silence within silence.
Don’t just whisper to me about the sunset. Stay with me and watch it rise.
when I look away I feel nothing.
about things preoccupying me, is you.
someone just made the worst of my stress lift.
*thank you, kind soul!*
come" things happen as they do.
Wishing your want was as strong as mine. Wishing your need was found in me.
instead of seeing my surroundings, all that I saw was you...
" I believe anything else is sheer insanity.
she searched for his island of exotic spices.
Don't mean to interrupt your reading,
I just wanted to say, "You're beautiful."Love, BeautifulDreams42
than what I am at this moment.
and I know she's out there.
The prayer of senses. Melted in harmonious melodies of delight.
Filled to the brim with sweet aching desire.
like a blazing comet out of control.
..this new phase began, pages turned in a chapter.
but in reality she was merely fragments of someone's imagination.
declined at the grocery store.
Even still, I'm glad I left.
like it's just made for me... 'twas meant to be.
back from voicing a simple invitation.
Flowing over me and away, and back over another day. Like surf creeping further ashore.
and she felt the sharp sting of cupid's bow.
that kept us apart?
Or is it madness that does?
so you found a window and climbed in.
So I did and it made my chest hurt.
that we are worthy
of the other's love.
as much as you sweet Minty Bear.
he could feel all of her pain.
Is my attraction to unattainable women online an escape from facing love in real life?
her prim and proper life.
that no-one can see you cry.
desperately needing to be hugged and comforted.
I wish I could. If I was alive.
I am here, smiling, laughing, loving, caring,crying, healing,and just breathing as I go.
my story will have at last been told to you.
The beauty of a summer morning brings a wash of thankfulness to one who notices.
can appreciate the light of day...
such vehemence and anger to get someone to listen.