It's been two years, one day, seven hours, and fourteen minutes ( Read more... )

Being in love with you has given me wings. And with those wings, I am determinded to fly...

Take my hand and soar above the clouds with me. We can touch the sky and sit on the stars. We have so many possibilites ahead of us and as long as I'm with you, I'm ready for whatever lies ahead.

I stopped reading your journal enteries for awhile because you were starting to become too real to me. Now that I've started again, it makes me sad to see that you haven't written in awhile ( Read more... )

One of my first memories is of being five years old and asking my father for something. I cannot remember what I asked him for. Perhaps it was something only a child would want. I do remember though the sound of my voice. It was strong, bold, and not afraid of rejection. His response to what I asked for was, "We can't always get what we want. Don't ( Read more... )

Lately, I've been looking at the scars on my arms and legs. Some are small and fully healed and others were so deep that it was impossible for them to heal correctly. I run my fingers along the pink, raised skin thinking about all the times I wished for more courage to press down harder. And then I wonder, how could I have ever done something like ( Read more... )

Okay, so I made a list of my New Year's resolutions. Who does that anymore? No one ever seems to keep the promises they make to themselves anyway. Let's see what happens ( Read more... )

You came into my room tonight as I was getting ready for work and handed me your bag of pills. Hide these for me please. I stand there for a moment looking at you, wondering how you could say that so casually. As if it's part of our daily routine that I hide all of your medication so that you don't try and kill yourself ( Read more... )

I was making eggs on the stove this morning and it made me remember ( Read more... )

Soul Mate ( Read more... )

For every star in the sky, for every thought of you ( Read more... )