Sandy took a hike up a mountain, fell off, and died.
when you realize a good friend has deleted their account.
Looking out the window, sometimes I wonder:
Are you looking out the window, wondering too?
"I want to die in my sleep," he sighed. "You will," she replied smiling smugly.
weight of so many restrictions...a dream.
People come and people go but my power over you is forever, I am omnipotent.
.. her voice overtaken by silent, strangled words kept within...
that kills...but we were too far gone. Together we fell.
Don't mean to interrupt your reading,
I just wanted to say, "You're beautiful."Love, BeautifulDreams42
its heart wrenching at best. Come chat if you wish.
lips in a wild un-apologetic romance?
and water. Please don't give me any filtered thoughts and emotions.
With a deeply burdened sigh she sadly hung the sign: "This heart is now closed."
only for your spirit to reply.
She was aghast at the hobgoblin standing before her.
as long as what you need is me!
He later showed detectives where he buried his victims.
and she felt the sharp sting of cupid's bow.
What would your wife think of us?
Flowing over me and away, and back over another day. Like surf creeping further ashore.
ultimate meaning of true understanding could be.
if she were just about to play the Ace!
take care of themselves all in good time.
she once more sealed her heart and put the dreams away.
Or just change things the other way.
eyes, he pressed against her, whispering: "Do you trust me?"
and I can't stop thinking about you at all :)
tears escape... falling... as a deafening bittersweet silence follows..
Neither devil nor angel, she was simply a girl who sometimes had difficulty behaving "properly".
But I really don't like it right now.
The ability to wipe away the tears and absorb the pain of those I cherish.
now clear and so much better.
.. dissolving into a weeping rumble of thunderous emotion...
pretense, illuminating the beautiful truth of our humanity.
And discovered the 'Hot Dog'. A preheated souvalaki, fitted with a warhead.
as every breath turned to sand his soul slowly dying.
they search for each other, and scream when they meet.
presence to a select few whom she passed.
for others leaves oneself short of enjoying some of life's few perks.
The beauty of a summer morning brings a wash of thankfulness to one who notices.
smiles to where they turned into tears...
Don’t just whisper to me about the sunset. Stay with me and watch it rise.
with the brush of your lips.
...with a single finger he languidly traced his way up the path of her spine.
life in the most fitting way possible.
My longing is a thirst and you are the cool, refreshing water that quenches it.
whispered conversation with the quiet rain.
sometimes her restless soul craved something more, something great, something ...
Silent tears slipped from her eyes, joining the river of sorrow flowing from her heart.
and intense, multilayered and beautiful, challenging, meaningful, priceless!
Sometimes she still felt like a little girl, who dreamed of running away from home.