Every time I see you, I’m reminded of how much I love life. On a day you think you’re at your worst, you are still the most attractive woman in the world to me. Your smile, your laugh, and your determination motivate me to do great things and overcome the most stubborn obstacles. You are clearly the love of my life, yet I am unable to tell you. I think you know this in your heart, but are concerned as to how I handle things in the immediate and long term future. Loving you and taking care of you is one of my passions. I would give and do anything to have a life with you. Still loving you, still passionately burning for you…10 years later….
# 274 Posted by Name on
September 7, 2008 @ 2:07 am |
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We were soulmates. Then he killed himself and now I’m alone.
# 273 Posted by Name on
September 7, 2008 @ 12:01 am |
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I stop breathing when you look through me.
# 272 Posted by Katt on
September 6, 2008 @ 5:03 pm |
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He told me his wife was fat, and he hated her for that. I figured she must have given up on him long ago.
# 271 Posted by Name on
September 6, 2008 @ 11:01 am |
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White linen sheets. Melted candle wax. The smell of roses on the late summer breeze. I was a virgin, 20 and instantly in love with a man who would break me.
Every time I see you, I’m reminded of how much I love life. On a day you think you’re at your worst, you are still the most attractive woman in the world to me. Your smile, your laugh, and your determination motivate me to do great things and overcome the most stubborn obstacles. You are clearly the love of my life, yet I am unable to tell you. I think you know this in your heart, but are concerned as to how I handle things in the immediate and long term future. Loving you and taking care of you is one of my passions. I would give and do anything to have a life with you. Still loving you, still passionately burning for you…10 years later….
We were soulmates. Then he killed himself and now I’m alone.
I stop breathing when you look through me.
He told me his wife was fat, and he hated her for that. I figured she must have given up on him long ago.
White linen sheets. Melted candle wax. The smell of roses on the late summer breeze. I was a virgin, 20 and instantly in love with a man who would break me.