Lay down here with me, lay down. I'll lie on your shoulder and you'll rest your head on top of mine in our very own king-sized bed. Lay with me, Andrew, And we will see the world together, two of the few to find someone true. True Love.
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I Love You
You know who you are <3All of it was true-What I said in the letter-But you already know that,Don't you?There were some rough patches,Amidst all the randomness,And sweet words,But we talked about those-Your words had mine caught in my throat.You do that to me so often-leave me...
Just to be With You
I love you too, KittyJust to be with you, Just to speak with you, laugh with you, 'happy cry' with you... Just to be with you, Just to hear your chuckle and listen to your voice. To imagine with you- meeting you, To think of you- and know that, yes- You're actually thinking...
Book Journal on Denial by Jessica Stern
a book journal... essay-like thing that I had to do for psychology... beware: disturbing.Denial: a memoir of terror, written by Jessica Stern- experienced by Jessica Stern- talks mostly of Concord, Massachusetts and areas around it. It starts in the first couple chapters at the night that changed everything for her and her younger sister. The...
I've Imagined... But
Originally thought of it as an improv'd song... now it's just a poem.I've imagined... An apartment, Pet friendly, College in the afternoon, Work in the evening, Snuggling at night, and spending time with you... Sleeping in the morning, doing it all over again. I've imagined... A career as a midwife, Possibly a nurse, Hour...
Nymia- Female Crap
Inspired by the original music video for Alyssa Lies by Jason Michael Carroll...They lay there, comfortable together- he was in a good mood, chatting about football and his truck. Missy (Nymia) nods in all the right places and smiles at him, and kisses him when he leans in for one, but for whatever reason tonight, when he wants more,...
My Dear Friend
Inspired by Dear Friend by Stacie Orrico (in my video gallery). For my dear friend...Dear friend... If you only knew how important you are...Dear friend...You have a purpose in this world all your ownDear friend...No one can take it 'way from youDear friend...Don't take it from yourself.Dear friend...If only you knew how much I careDear f...
Philena- Reality
Just a short whatever kinda from her POV, kinda not, about dreams and reality.She held her covers over herself in an attempt to hide from her nightmares. Curled in a ball, she felt protected and safe- much like a cat does when it sleeps that way. But if she had only known then what she knew now, she'd escape to dreams- no matter ho...
Silence
but cover it...Tap your toe, Pick at your jeans, Play around- forums, Text random people, Hum random tunes, Bite your lip, Play with the keyboard- trying to think of what to write- you want to, but what about? Listen to music- like always- breathe deep, calming yourse...
Beautiful
He calls her beautiful...He calls her beautiful- so often those words are on the screen, waiting for her to say thank you for the compliment. She does- blushing on the other end, giggling, but doubting so often. If you saw her, you'd think the doubt was fake- she struts about, co...
Lighting a Blue Candle
writing on something that happened this time last year... and stuff.I imagine it happened, something like this- though I've no clue whether it did, or it did not... Parents are gone, just brother and sister home, teasing each other like siblings do, not thinking of what would happen to both... in just a few.. He walks out...
Meghan- Thoughts of a Ghost Girl
From the point of view of Meghan, my first ever character from 5 years ago...It's as if I'm looking in a mirror, I see my dark red wig, curls perfect, my eyes closed- by Jason of course- but usually shimmery green, fear upon my face... I've felt a lot of that these past months. Jason is kneeling next to the bed- next to me- tears...
Not A Stranger
From Philena's POV, the prologue to her story, Tomorrow.This work within its first few lines contains language or other material which some readers may find offensive. In consideration, Stories Space has hidden the preview of this selection. By choosing to view the piece in its entirety, you agree that you are...
Horror-Film Reality
From my other site, a child abuse awareness piece...Some nights, are calm. No shouting, No screaming,No pain.Most nights, though, are just like tonight.Painful. Loud. Twisted memories, Horror-film dreams.Mother at work, Father drunk, Fists flying, Words stinging.A child's history being made.Why? Why Daddy?...
Rain
rain music is beautiful, I miss it...Rain on the rooftophear it? It's playing beautiful music,for you,oh for you,only for you,hear it?You don't have to share this music,no one else will ever hear it, this rain music, you make it,whatever you hear,whatever you feel,it's reflected in this musi...