Dating
You
You taught me how to understand that some people just don’t know how to love and it’s a luxury so essential, remaining on the most expensive lists of all time. Some know how to show it, but don’t know how it really feels. How it really feels to take it in and love to be loved, as if it’s the softest blanket you’ve ever wrapped yourself into. Again I will mention, that chocolate Skin and all my god what a beautiful site it was. There will only be one you and right now, Im learning we have to let go of the things we love the most to grow. Two people emerging from growing pains, in a garden of hope, trimmed off many pieces of sheer, promising pieces of a tense wild flower. Petals falling to their death. oh my sugar, honey, I’m sorry; I’m here, pleading for acknowledgment of life around you, whilst the counterparts of dark brown callouses scratch your tender heart. as one would scorn in wonder, look on in admiration, the tenderness those fallen petals long for, establishes a bond two seamstresses couldn’t see into a matching seam. the care extended to those of lost hope to nurture us back to health is a beautiful sight when the shake back is inaccurate and praised. impeccably unrecognizable, you don’t say. The saddest of the hearts comes about as the spade forbids the diamond from sharing its heart with the joker; being the only ray of sunshine to free the joker of his mischievous dwellings. To ones owed the benefit of the doubt, come naturally to overlook their worthiness-bestowing complete happiness upon you. Your grace has been stolen you. From the very ones we put on the highest pedestals, they continue to take. Under-looked because of misfortune, led by a masquerade of the mind: giving more power to those who hurt you indefinitely, making no sense of the good given to you. Seeing it as your fault, claiming to have seen it all, when in fact, you’ve had it all- in one place. We become so dreaded with pain, we admire the false casting of acclaimed love to ponder our shortcomings into a forest of shadows. Those who care only about the pleasures of physical bonds, create the boundaries and bondage that forces the hand of the lonesome heart to digress from the love they deserve. The outside looking in; A change of heart, so timid to love as no real
By Curteeona Brelove5 years ago in Confessions
The First Time He Saw Me Cry. Top Story - May 2021.
Once I thought tears were a weakness. Once I thought I should be ashamed of not being strong enough to control my tears. So I hid them, from everyone, and never let anyone see me cry. I had learned early on as a child that tears only made daddy angrier, made him not listen, and sometimes made him hit.
By Michelle Devon5 years ago in Confessions
Christmas Lights
I couldn’t help but notice as I walked by your house this morning that you still haven’t taken down the Christmas lights we put up together. It’s the middle of January, for God’s sake. Why are they still on your windowsill, glowing brightly during the night as if the holiday of cheer hasn’t already passed? Is it because you want to remember us? All of the things we did together? All of our Christmas memories and nostalgia? If that’s the case, then why did you break up with me in the first place? If you’re so sad about the fact that we’re over, why did you end it? You leaving those lights up on your windowsill is not helping at all. Take them down. Move on from the way things used to be. Turn them off so I don't have to see them from across my street anymore.
By Jamie Lammers5 years ago in Confessions
Love is Complicated
This is a speech that I wrote for a digital cabaret performance before I realized that the amount of time I needed to talk between songs actually shouldn't have been this long. Here is that essay now, containing the titles of the two songs I sang, "Being Alive" and "Run Away With Me."
By Jamie Lammers5 years ago in Confessions
Relationships
The start of anything is hard. However, a relationship is quite high on the list. In the beginning, when everything is so new and fragile you have to make sure that you stay yourself and portray yourself, however, in a version that leaves the other person interested and wanting more. You have to play a game of chicken without the intention of playing it. You can't show too much interest and can't show too little. Have to find the right balance for the relationship to flourish. Have to be able to have intellectual conversations and share your most bizarre theories. Be able to get to know the other person by having deep and meaningful conversations face to face. Getting to know their likes and dislikes and likewise. Not seeming too clingy or too detached. Knowing when you can say what and so on.
By Realist0075 years ago in Confessions
Teen Angst Playlist
It is never easy to trust one’s intuition, especially when the best way you can describe it is by saying that “it is exactly like that scene from those romance movies or mangas where there is an intermission with a more illuminated scenery that just makes your heart feel light”.
By Lidya Ataklti 5 years ago in Confessions
Jay and I Fall in Love Part III
The discussion was had, and it was settled. Goose demanded that she be allowed to live at the new house for a week to separate and pack her things. That week was torturous. I didn’t want to be the reason for a divorce. Other than the kiss we had shared I refused to do anything else until she was gone. Jay assured me that the marriage was headed that way and though I may have been a catalyst, I was not the reason for the split.
By Krysta Kurves5 years ago in Confessions
Feelings don’t lie but I did
I remember staying in a shelter on skid Row, it was called the Mission. there I met a young lady who made me feel a little bit more different about myself she did things for me that my wife didn’t and this is probably not a good idea to engage in but what can I say I wasn’t thinking with my heart.
By Shante Walker 5 years ago in Confessions
A Precious Love
It was in the middle of the summer and the weather was extremely hot. All my friends were finding love so easily but for so many people it must have been hard on them. Everyone would go to this one spot to make out with each other. As life goes by and their must be a meaning for all of this in someway or another to find the perfect true love of your life.
By Jo-Ann Therrien5 years ago in Confessions
When You Fall In Love
In life, we all love and we all lose. The saying goes “it is better to have loved and lost, then never to have loved at all.” But is it truly better to love and lose it, then to never experience the true art of love? The answer has never been clear to me. I have loved many and lost many, I have continued to search for love, and I have continued to have it fall through my fingers. No matter how many times I have learned to love, I have still not learned that losing it can be just as hard to understand.
By Faith Heple5 years ago in Confessions
