Dear Future Wife,
The Thanksgiving’s holiday is upon us and it is that time of the year where we take time to be Thankful and reflect on the blessings we have around us. It is a wonderful time to gather with family and friends, share a meal, but most of all reflect on how great...
I don't know your name but I know you are there, I will know you when I meet you because I'll be happy just holding your hand, looking in your eyes and smiling. I won't need anything else. when you hold me I know it will be ok. I will make you so happy you will actually want to...
If tears could build a stairway
and thoughts a memory lane
I'd walk right up to heaven
and bring you home again
No Farewell words were spoken
No time to say good-bye
You were gone before I knew it
And only God knows why.
My heart's still active in sadness
And secret tears still...
You need a light, I'd find a match.
Cause I love the way you say good morning.
And you take me the way I am.
If you are chilly, here take my sweater.
Your head is aching, I'll make it better.
Cause I love the way you call me baby.
And you take me the way I am.
I'd buy you...
what it would feel like to lie next to you every night. You would have your arms wrapped around me and I would be warm and safe... and even happy. Yes, happy. I'm never happy. You're the only person who has been capable of making me happy. Oh so very happy... but I can only...
You are alone now for a week and have not said anything about us spending any time together. The reality of it all has hit me, that you don't want to spend time alone with me. That I'm pining and waiting for something that will never happen. You wanted to know why I was quiet...
Tangled in the sheets, a beautiful twisted mess. Your hand rubbing my back, tenderly....The heat still emulating from our bodies as the air conditioner hummed in the background. Our breathing has become a matched slow, calming rhythm... Goosebumps slowly starting to rise as the...
Would you lend me your arms for just a night,
holding my body tight against your own?
Would you soothe me back to sleep when I wake,
scaring away the weight of loneliness?
Would you help me feel alive?
It never will be. He hates himself and I can't fix that. He destroys himself, avoids and excuses my attempts to love him. I want him to get sober because I love the person he is. I want to get to know him better and do healthy things with him. I can't fix this and it was killing...
and say "Everything will be okay." I wish I could just hug you and show everyone that you're mine and you're happy that you have me just I am. We could watch some movies, cuddle, talk about silly things.. <3 :( I wish that one day you will be mine.
If I could hold you in my arms tonight without thoughts of your betrayal.
If I could hear your breath in rhythm with my heartbeat that tells the story.
If I could feel the warmth of your soul burning through your soft and supple skin.
If I could keep my thoughts of...
Imagine my black satin sheets, air down low because I know it is going to get hot, i lite candles in every corner of the room, my bed is a canopy with a mirror built in, your down stairs fixing us a glass of wine, white wine that is. I'am out of the shower slipping into something...
so strong and warm around me. Your skin smells so clean under the heavy blankets. My forehead pressed against your chest, your worker-calloused hands still so tender in my hair. A kiss on the crown of my head, your soft murmur of sweet dreams as you settle your cheek close to...
when POTS is kicking in full force and my heart and head are pounding..all I need is you here to make me feel safe and comforted! It's hard doing this alone..😔 but I am thankful for all the support from my wonderful boyfriend and his family! 😊
are of you
Constantly of you
Nothing but you
Wishing you were here
With me as of now
Waiting for something..
That's not going to happen
Lying in bed
Wishing you're right next to me
You could share this moment with me
That feeling of "Forever"
But what is...
You captivate me. I see your face and imagine that we are separated by inches, rather than miles. I have memorized the shape of your smile, the color of your eyes, the sound of your voice, and I remember the words you have written to me. Yes, it is true we've never really met...
I woke this morning, and you were gone.
Maybe it is I who was gone.
In each other's arms, the world matters more.
Life promises; your arms deliver.
I will be there. Please meet me.
Update 22 December 2011. I posted this story eight months ago with the embrace of a particular...
girls being girls we talked
And I fought back my tears at the thought of you,
Scrolling through your feed every now and then,
Trying to figure out how you are
I never seem to stop crying
The pain never seems to reside
I long to be in your arms,
Cuddled in your barrier of safety...
Here I am again sleeping alone but not sleeping alone. My heart is almost use to this feeling of being alone while not being alone. I just wish I could finally get to the point where I can say that I DON'T GIVE A F*** anymore but it feel like forever. Waiting to get to that point...
When I am working my mind is occupied but as soon as I am back home, the waves of strong desire for intimacy keeps coming back. I feel so overwhelmed by it. Since I haven't dated in a very very long time, my mind immediately takes me back to the past. I remember how he held me...
where we used to go to.. tears roll down my cheeks and I just can't stop myself from letting it all out. I don't care if people are watching me, it's not like they understand me.. As I look around, I hate how you're out of reach and nowhere to be found... But these eyes keep...
When I stopped to see you on my road trip, and I told you I loved you for the first time, you closed your eyes for a moment, as if that was what you'd wanted most your whole life and you didn't want to let go of the lingering words. In the hotel, you pulled me close in your bed...
We are sitting opposite over dinner as we both sit listening , chatting about what we have been up to and just catching up . My mind starts to wonder and I take a long sip of my wine my subconscious taps me hard on the shoulder . " keep your wits about you" don't drink too much...
I want your skin on my skin, your head on my chest, nipple in your mouth, your arm holding me tight, our legs intertwined. I want to run my hand on the back of your head, down your strong muscular back. I want you to cling to me like a life preserver in a storm. Finding me there...
Want to capture our imagery. Let me try.
Your passion envelopes me, and washes over me like a tsunami. Floods me like a bursting levee. Dashes my shores. Pounds my body. Feel it every time I see you or hear you. It is as natural as breathing. As the sun greeting the earth. As...
I miss the way you smell....You are coming next week. I think the worst of the storm is over. We were never good at tempering our emotions for each other. Our passion. Thats why I refuse to label us. I refuse to even call us friends at this point. Im staying emotionally detached...
I sleep in your arms, tonight, lady?
It's so cold lyin' here all alone
An' I have no hold to hold on you
An' I assure you, I'll do you no wrong
Don't know why, but the one I love left me
Left me lonely an' cold an' so weak
And I need someone's arms to hold me
Till I'm strong...
and she love me but we decided we need a break from each other . Understandable but we still been spending every day with each other . But we have had sex in a month and some change we haven't kissed . But she lives right across the street . I just called her and asked her can I...
I don't have your picture,
but have seen you in my dreams,
we haven't yet touched,
yet my arms ach for your embrace,
lay awake at night,
wishing you where near,
wanting to dream of you again,
waiting to wake to your sent on my pillows...
but I miss him so much, I haven't seen him ages. Everyone knew we were friends but no one knows how close we are, he used to sneak into my room at night and we used to cuddle, watch movies and just talk. He let me wear all his hoodies, but they were all too big which is why I...
you sleep. I would stroke your hair and trace the tattoo on your back it matched mine perfectly now I hide it.I am lying in a hospital bed wishing u were by my side but u are in her arms instead of your family you allow her to torment and torture me with her textn and boasting...
arms around me like I do you...the conversations we have had ..the laughs we have shared ..the tears I have shed and the real honest look of concern on your face ...I can see the change ..you do console ..you always know what to say ..even though it is almost always your...