I cherish your being

hold you to my heart

thoughts of losing you

pounding nails of despair

bruised emotional exhaustion

pondering whether your existence

will carry over into the morrow

life threatening to swallow you

leaving me thirsty and bereft

unfinished and suffocating

my flailed spirit will lose

its passion, a violin missing

its strings of resonance

my love gluing you to my soul

Stay a while before you leave

and I will breathe deeply for you

enfolding you in my heart, forever.

Hey you

It's me

After all these years of being friends

I can't continue like this

You just don't understand

Understand the fact how bad

I want to kiss you

All over you

We have been through a lot

Divorced

Cheated on

Battered

Do you feel the same?

I have a feeling your thinking is like mine

If I held it in any longer

I would have exploded

Sigggghhhh

That felt so good to get out

I hope you won't run away

I hope you can meet me halfway

I hope this note won't wash away

Sitting under your windshield wipers

Rain is expected

And it's what i felt inside forever

If you are free tonight

I would love to have coffee with you

I'll be at the coffee shop at 7pm

Join me if you are free!

Sincerely,

ME! xoxo

I don't wanna be another notch on your bed

I'm better than that.

Yes I want more from you,

because I like the part of your mind I've seen.

I am Geisha because it's ingrained in me to be a beautiful servant.

I can give your body and mind comfort for a while . My magic only lasts a short time.

In that space the stars would sing!

I'm on my beach.

If I had the strength I could have told you. If I had ever gained the courage. But now I must rely on the thoughts in my head, tricking myself into thinking I did. If I had known how it all worked out, I would have said this a long time ago. So, honey, I love you. And I love you with all my heart. I love the way your laugh is infectious, even as you struggle to keep it hidden. I love the way your hair lays when you wake up and haven't gotten the chance to look in a mirror. I love the way you talk, when it's two a.m. and we have both forgotten the outside; when we feel like we've been talking for hours, and long for a few more. I love you, and I'm sorry I never told you.