This love keeps growing so deeply in my heart for you ( Read more... )

I'll remember to dot my i's and cross my t's. I'll remember to squeeze the toothpaste from the bottom and I'll remember to set all the clocks at the same moment. I'll remember to greet  you with a smile in the morning and a kiss before you dream. I'll remember the shape of your face and the way your eyes shine quietly. I'll remember the way you ( Read more... )

You picked me up, we bought two bottles of champagne and made our way to the beach. You looked so beautiful there. If I could freeze the way you looked, with your smile, the sun, the water, everything... i would. It was very "laguna beach". Ha. you always know how to break up the cheesy ness.

We finished the champagne and made our way down to mela ( Read more... )

My skin is hungry for yours. That familiar aching feeling has begun to enter my veins and the burning pains of hunger have arrived. I've tried the traditional remedies, the arms of (an)other. But nothing seems to quench my thirst, nothing seems to calm my churning skin the way you do. I feel you in the darkness. I want you to come to me when i ( Read more... )

snuggle bear ( Read more... )

sofia (spelled with an f and not a ph ( Read more... )

My mold.

You just keep growing on me.

and its frightening.

erika c/s  

Sofia my dear, you are full of surprises.You continue to intrigue me, make me laugh, send chills through my body, make me nervous, make me feel so comfortable and hope that our next meeting is sooner than it feels.

god, we're so different! you: always nervous, ready to do anything, energetic, privileged beyond belief. me: laid back, lazy to the max ( Read more... )

The conundrum I find myself in. I have all this extra energy from the black tea I just consumed. That leaves me wide awake and anxious when I have nothing more to do. Damnit. I wish i could sleep and that the sleep-ness would enter my skin and slowly pull my eyelids down ( Read more... )

I get these weird moments where it feels like something is possessing me, something has entered me, and I have to write.
I have to write to let it out.

So, here's the NOT finished product of those moments.

entitled: How to calm an upset memory.

I woke up this morning and my memory was upset. It kept tossing and turning, like a small boat, mercy to the ( Read more... )