I don’t really know where my heart stands. It doesn’t. My heart seems to meander back and forth between two when the One I want is standing there waiting for me to run to His arms. Yet two young men are attractive-emotionally mostly. My heart longs for the closeness of an intimate relationship-more than anything
Read more →Dear L, 3 years ago you took something from me that I will NEVER get back; my virginity. We had gone to the movies that night to see The Last House On the Left. I called my mom telling her where I was going, and she had warned me that it was extremely graphic but
Read more →This is ridiculous! I mean honestly. I can’t take this any more. As I laid down there with my GIRLFRIEND, I couldn’t help but to think of you… Think of how I used to run my hand down your bare back. Of how we used to lay there for just hours. Of how I used
Read more →LR, It’s been four months now; sometimes it feels like I never knew you and other times I can still hear your laugh or remember the way it felt to kiss you just like it was yesterday. But it wasn’t. And things are different now. I know that I myself have changed, so maybe you
Read more →Um so lonely, um lost, um ugly, um a loser, um a failure, um ruining my life, um ruining every thing ..
Read more →The day we hugged for the first time was the day you left forever. I patted you on the back and you felt all slight and hollow, like a little sparrow. I still think about you all the time but the stabbing pain that went with the thoughts has subsided. I wish it was still
Read more →I wonder if you really know what it’s like to feel completely abandoned?. You don’t and don’t say you do. How dare you. You wake up every morning with transportation that is reliable… It’s something you like that you didn’t have to work for, not that you don’t deserve it. You have clothes in your
Read more →Years ago I drew a man’s face from my imagination; many years before our paths crossed, he has light eyes and the expression is that of sadness, he is looking down. I even drew little tears running down his face. I titled my little drawing: Sadness…? Yesterday, I saw a picture of you in which
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