Category Archives: Love

Is It Over?


Is it over? Is it just the beginning? Another life. Another lesson learned. Should I rush? Should I take it in stride? Looking forward to what’s ahead. Looking back at what’s been done. The steps to move on. The quagmire … Continue reading

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Metamorphosis


How can I express myself with so many eyes upon me? Can I ever be me? Criticism is around every corner. Opinions thrown at me at random. I have nobody to impress. Let them say what they will. I will … Continue reading

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Cold Winds Blown Out of Proportion


In the midst of my walk through the bitter cold, whose wind still penetrated my five layers of clothing, I mentally dictated my pondering. My thoughts and questions are recited for only me to hear. Now today is another day. … Continue reading

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Chance or Fate?


Was it by chance or fate? That first encounter. You were always near but I had never known. So close yet so far away. Only to become closer with an embrace. Suddenly revealing everything to me. As if it were … Continue reading

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What are the odds?


What were the odds of our paths crossing? Call it fate if you will. The roads that had led to this path are all but forgotten. They were long and winding roads filled with obstacles, detours, and dead ends forcing … Continue reading

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If you only knew


If you only knew what it was like to walk in my shoes. Maybe you would understand. These thoughts and feelings inside me are not things that can be controlled. They make me the way I am. For most of … Continue reading

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The Last Thing I Thought Of


You were the last thing that I thought of before I went to sleep. It was no surprise that the dream I had was of you. Like any other time, whether we were together or not, it was like a … Continue reading

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