You got close to me in a way I’d never felt before. Your sensual touch took my breath away. Your fingers left a trail of goosebumps down every bit of my body. You bathed me in love and surrounded me with comfort. Your kisses left me weak and all in.
We played well for years. We fought the world and won. We ensured the next generation felt loved. We made a home. We had joy.
They looked in and saw happiness. They were envious. They felt we got love right. They tried to catch our affection. They wished they were us.
I was missing the love. I felt bereft. I ached for you. I waited for you. I wanted you still.
She insinuated herself into our love. She was bright, shiny and new. She was trouble. She got in our way. She destroyed us.
He saw my worth. He proclaimed his desire. He soothed my pain. He eased my tears. He was my friend.
It forced honesty. It helped me find understanding. It propelled me into a new reality. It changed me. It saved me.
Me, I got a lot of work to do. Me, figuring things out. Me, facing all my demons. Me, fighting for myself. Me, getting it all right.
Us, starting again. Us, hurting all over to fix our love. Us, going forward and taking two steps back. Us, loving each other anyway. Us, doing it together.
Serena dropped off the old disposable camera at Walmart for developing, asking for the one-hour rush. The sixty minutes couldn’t pass soon enough; that’s how excited she was.
Finally, it was time! She opened the package with enthusiasm looking forward to what she would find. It looked like the images were from the 70s, and so captivating. They held a certain charm as she quickly went through them. It looked to Serena as if these were from a wedding reception. Yes, there was one with the bride in her beautiful white dress!
Find the specific details on why you loved this person, and it’s okay to find yourself still loving this person, but you have to see that these qualities do exist with a person who’s waiting for you, who’s even willing to give you more.
Let go of the fantasy. Loss is a good place to love yourself more and work on forgiving yourself more.
Baby, don’t think that the time you spent with that person was lost for it has prepared you for this very moment, our conversation here.
Heartache may lead to the suicide of the mind but never of the soul.
to love you is to hold you in my arms stare, with loving gaze kiss, passionately too make, memories together maybe, sing a joyous love song write, a vow of loving each other from this day forward to eternity
There is bliss found in your open and welcoming arms.
It is possible this fairy tale is not a lie.
Time will tell, giving up your secrets, showing the truth.
The first crack in this loving picture makes an appearance.
Another blow delivered to the illusion of perfection in matrimony.
I’m tired of your strengthening love making me feel weak.
My building annoyance and your anger force a petty showdown.
Geez, here we go again, “another one bites the dust!” Story of my life – first happy, then angry, now sad. Time to pick up the pieces and find some balance.