Life it’s self is purely created by imagination. Everything we attract has been somehow created in our brains.
Let’s imagine for a minute all the presents one could ever want during the most commercialized materialistic season of the year could be over taken by your mind.
In this world, the need for a creepy old man who you let your kids sit on his lap for the sake of dumb traditions is no longe...
When I look into those drowning deep blue eyes, I lose my will to live.
Your touch rubs within my pores like sand paper.
What have I done to deserve this?
Every once in a while the sound of your voice compels me to scream.
Holding hands makes my hands sweat,
Sweat with anticipation of your bad breath against my face.
Oh how I hope for the days of letters and telegraph,
Where it would take a long ...
I’m not much of a story teller at least that’s what I tell myself. So let’s imagine for a moment I have a story to tell.
The story about the time when all my fears faded away and I began to live every moment boldly from one to the next.
No one who knew me understood my situation so they asked “what’s the matter?” To what I answer proudly “nothing does” as I walk out the door.
As time goes on ...
The price of ever being in love requires your mind to be haunted.
To get stuck with such lamenting memories of yesterday’s past.
Not that long ago I had you with me, touching, kissing and restricting my being.
It was like being boiled slowly as I watch the essence of myself vapor away and it felt purposeful.
At the time like most things we work hard to earn felt like it was part of the plan.
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