Oh how I wish…
by admin • August 2, 2010 • Cheating, Grief, Hope, Lost Love, Sex, Yearning for You • 1 Comment
Oh how I wish I knew that when I snuck out with you that night, that it wouldn’t be the last time it happened. That when we kissed and made-out for almost two hours, it would happen again and again. Night after night. That the sex that lasted for hours was something more than your “Farewell” gift. That
I just can’t win
by admin • August 2, 2010 • Buck up!, Frustration, Grief, Knock it Off, Love - Pure and Simple • 4 Comments
No matter what I do, no matter how hard I try, it’s never good enough for you. From day one all I have done is cater to your every need. You didn’t like the place you were living, I volunteered to find a place and move in with you even though we were only dating for four months. You couldn’t
Just Leave
by admin • August 2, 2010 • Interested?, Love - Pure and Simple, To You • 0 Comments
It’s been over 30 years since we met…11 years old in 6th grade. In 10th grade we finally kissed and held hands sharing candy..Then, my heart was broken…yes you left me for another girl…No matter how many times you say it wasn’t, it was. Knowing how we felt about each other we kept quiet and said our goodbyes and
confused
by admin • August 2, 2010 • Doubt, Fear, Love - Pure and Simple • 1 Comment
I’m so torn. I love you so much, but something is eating away at me, telling me that I need to let you go. Is it my selfishness? Is it because I don’t feel like I’m strong enough to make the distance work? Is it because I secretly hope for something better? Is it because I sometimes think about
Masacre McOwie
by admin • August 2, 2010 • Abuse, Grief • 0 Comments
I was fifteen years old when I stumbled into that O’Charley’s. I was wearing shredded jeans, no shoes, and a sex pistol’s tank top. You should have known I was immature just by my outfit, but you weren’t concerned with that. I’m sure you were just interested in fucking me. You were twenty two. I remember thinking it was
Stupid decisions…
by admin • August 2, 2010 • Abuse, Grief, Regret • 0 Comments
I really wasn’t planning to meet anyone that night. You were sweet. I was stupid. I let you take it a step further and then another and another. I was in an emotionally weak state since I had just broken up with my boyfriend and I told you that. You said you wouldn’t make me do anything I didn’t