I guess it’s just me then.

Wishful thinking, endless hope, rainy day sorrows. A longing that won’t quit… punishing myself daily.

I imagine how I would react if I were to run into you while out. A pause, an inaudible gasp, my mind would blank and my heart would race.

But then, would I run? Turn away and flee. Escape the inevitable feels that overcome ( Read more... )

A wave.

Feels like a rush that rolls through my body. Starting deep within my stomach, flows through my chest, and stops to warm my cheeks.

It’s quick and powerful. Sometimes it catches me off guard and sends me off my feet. Other times it leaves me frozen as my heart pounds heavy beneath my ribs.

But sometimes… sometimes it just feels like a warm ( Read more... )

My heart feels it first.

I am being pulled forward and pushed back at the same time. A desire that leaves me paralyzed not knowing which step to take.

Is it coming from you? A shift in the air so subtle I almost didn’t catch it. I freeze in place and hold my breath to listen, not knowing to what or to whom or why I am listening but I let my eyes ( Read more... )

I wept gracefully.

I’ve been a homebody for weeks now. Myself and my books keeping me entertained… the quiet helped calm the rollercoaster in my brain. That and rearranging my living room 12 times fed a need.

I’d push the heavy furniture from one side of the house to the other, looking for something to satisfy me.

For something different.

I had to slip ( Read more... )

How can someone so cold merge from what was once a great love?

The bottle I tell you. The bottle.

You loved me, cared for me, craved me, but when you drank I no longer knew you.

I am declaring here, these will be your last words to me. I will not allow such gross spewing to weaken me anymore. Your last words were sharp, blind attacks, that absolutely ( Read more... )

I found this tonight:

“You have a way with words, a beautiful sway of reason, far beyond any but your own, yet… predictable and uncomfortably sharp. The path of ruin, like a tumbling snowball down the slope of my heart, creates an unavoidable crescendo I can see for miles.

‘Kick them while they’re down’ ought to lay across your chest.”

Words. Words are hard, though I love them so. “I have words for you!” I’d say, but then my mouth would run dry and my confidence would drain from these lips ( Read more... )

"And one night, you looked in my eyes and you told me you loved me. And you were fucking so serious. And I just didn't know what to say."

Thanks for your honesty.

No... fuck you. Fuck this.

For years I've felt I wasn't enough.

Something brought on the love tonight ( Read more... )

So this is what it has come down to ( Read more... )