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I AM BACK!
Thanks for the lovely stamps and can’t wait to start writing some letters.
More than emotions,
More than words,
More than actions,
More than verbs.
More than the sky, the grass and the birds.
More, much more is my love for you.
Sarah, why are we here? The last time we were here was when your mom died and you ran away from home.
Sarah, why are we here?
Please tell me let me know.
She said nothing but instead she grabbed my hand and push me onto the flowery bed of dailies, lilies and sunflowers.
Sarah, please say something. She smiled at me with a tear stained face.
Sarah, please tell me.... before i could finish she caressed my face, finally she said, “ I’m pregnant.”
I have always been terrible at expressing my feelings when I'm too nervous. How can I make someone feel better when I can't even say what I really want to say? Spoken words are not always true. Any suggestions?
What should I do?
When I've lost my way,
when all the hope and dreams vanish.
What should I do?
I can't find my door nor my key to happiness.
Where can I go?
Is there a place for lost souls, somewhere that guides the confused and broken?
Who do I turn to?
Is it friends, family? The fear of my sins only eats me more. My shame is too hard to bear.
What should I ?
My one wish would be simply this that my friend was here.
So I could see the flower he blooms into.
There are many things in life one can wish for.
There are many things in life one loses as well.
My only wish is that I could see him grow and live.
That's what separates you and I. My heart longs to embrace you but I fear the worst.
SPACE and TIME
Time is running out on our love but can we even fix it?
Our torn and dusty love, love that was once as bright as the sun now looks like a ragged and forgotten doll.
Do I even want love, our love any love?
Life, oh sweet life grasp me within your tender arms. Hold me close until I become one with you.
The cold and heartless world has cast me aside.
I held her hand and she threw me away.
But life I know that you still care.
Because of life, I can still move on.
Because of life I am able to come to terms,
for when the world turns her back on me
I have life and I will always have find a way.
Where is my escape from reality?
I cry for my happiness,
hoping it will come back.
I weep for my sorrow for it
I mourn for my anger for it
Is unforgiving and terrible.
I sob for others who know
the pain of not being
overwhelmed by emotions.
Quietly he takes out his phone. A noise. A message.
"Sorry, let's change the time to 10:15 pm. See yah. "
Quickly,he places his phone inside his pocket. He glances at the clock, 8:00. Only two hours just two hours and then.
Then what? He thought. Only see yah at 10:15 pm. That's it, but what, what would happen?
John was david's best friend, was-past tense. They fought over Sarah. Sarah, who was now john's girlfriend.
The fight was actually a joke but it developed into a quarrel over who could get the girl.
Funny thing, the date of the fight was actually October 2015, 10/15.
Suddenly, cold sweat bathed David, his palms were became a running river.
Sarah patted Richie on his head, looked up and gazed into the sun's brilliance.
Maybe this is who am I and i have to accept it. This is me and this is how my life will be. Richie stared at her for a moment as if to say, " well now". A curved line developed upon her face, her once pale cheeks became painted with redness.
She felt peace. She turned to look at Richie and he decided to remove himself from beside but instead he planted himself onto her lap. He stared into her eyes and tears fell.
Her dog was her only friend but at least he was kind.
Who can relate?
That one kid in class that was like, "well I'm finished with school can I go home now?"....
Life is a bottle filled with a lot of hurt, hope, hard times and joy.
Why can't life be like chocolate, diverse but always delicious?
She stares into space, far beyond this galaxy. He looks at her sweetly, taking in the moment.
Jen my love, he said.
Hmm, she replied with her eyes twinkling with thoughts that dance around in her head.
Jen my love, he said once more.
Yes dear, she replied once more but still she did not look his way.
Jen... please look at me, David said.
David, what it is? She asked.
Will you marry me? He said.
You fool, she said while smiling.
She cried underneath their shared umbrella.
Hello everyone, my challenge is to write about one of your childhood memories. Surprise me. Tag #memories. Let me know when you're done... can't wait to see letters.
You look at me and I at you. You stopped and stared and I wondered why.
We talked, many days passed by. Our friendship grew like flowers blossoming in spring.
The last time I saw you, really was the last time. I wondered why, why....why.
The last time I saw you, tears flowed from my eyes. The last hug we shared, the few words we spoke.
The last image of you made my heart crumble, yet in my memories you'll remain forever. Never distant always near so I sit and reminisce about the sweet days when you looked at me and I at you, we became friends.
* for my friend who I lost in 2012.
Maybe it was meant to be or maybe it was a dream?
Maybe it will come true or maybe it was never real?
Maybe things will change or maybe they will stay the same?
Maybe it will get better or maybe worse will come?
Maybe just maybe life will be happy or maybe sadness will reign forever?
Maybe, I certainly wonder. Maybe perhaps maybe should be changed.
My words are swords that cut deep. Your words become the rope that suffocates me from being free.
Your words, poison to my soul but my words uplift you.
Where is your heart? My words gives life and meaning but your words have no soul .
Voices, please stop the voices .
I can't take it anymore.
Unknown voices, laughter... stop laughing at me.
Dad, where are you? Please find me in this hell hole.
Come and save me from this nightmare. Please help.
The strongest is love. Love conquers all. Love is God and God is love. Love is inspiration, motivation, a bandage. Love is awesome to give and to receive. In this world that we are all living, nowadays it's becoming easier to hate and get angry or sad. Love, oh where's the love? Where?
My stamp says it all.
To someone who knows of someone who's heart has been broken. These words are my gift to you. Be happy, for love is more than one flavor. It can be sweet at time and even sour. There are days when the bittersweetness of it trickles down into your soul but never give up.For love is never lost and is never forgotten. One day you will find your own flavor of love.
It's me Sarah, can you see me ? If you can then, why won't you help me? Do you the pain I'm going through, do you see it? Where are you?
Two days it's been two days since mommy disappeared. Do you know where she is? Can you help me find her? I miss her. Tell her I love her and that I will always clean my room, eat my yucky veggies, I'll always try to brush my teeth. I will even do this dishes! Please tell her to come back.
God, can you hear me? Please! Let her know that I'll be a good girl just let her come back.
Mommy where are you?
A treasured memory of mine was of my old piano. Everyday it stood there waiting for someone to touch it, to feel connected to someone but no one came. I didn't dare dream of even poking this masterpiece for my uncle's timing was always spot on. And he was rather aggravated at the sight of my hands against his grand piano. But Jim, oh my sweet cousin Jim was always a delight to be around especially when he came in contact with this marvelous tool.
When his fingers touched the keys, the piano comes to life and starts to sing.
My heart finally understands what the term, " ...becomes as one " means whenever I think about my delightful cousin Jim and his father's grand piano.
My eyes and my ears are my only faithful friends. For the trust that'll I have given to other is once more thrown in my face. When you heard the words of my trusted companion did you hear the utterance of your lips ? Can you really understand my pain?
"I love you " and "we belong together" are words I no longer believe. For all I know they both could care less about how I feel. Nothing was an obstacle in order to prevent what had occur, I was no longer deemed important to remember. The mere fact remained that I am your partner and she was a friend.
I remember as a child, I was practicing different accents and talking to myself. I wonder what my mother would think if she saw me?
My eyes see more than just colors and shapes. It takes in feelings and pours out my own.
To be or not to be that is the question?
Nah rather it is to give your all or remain a constant fool that is the true question?