" Just because her eyes don't tear doesn't mean her heart doesn't cry and just because she comes off strong doesn't mean theres nothing wrong."
" Fall seven times, stand up eight"
At some point, you have to realize that Some people can stay in your heart but not in your life"
"You can't lose what you never had, you can't keep what's not yours, and you can't hold on to something that doesn't want to stay."
There's a difference between good bye and letting go. Good bye is " I'll see you again when I am ready to hold your hand, and when you are ready to hold mine." Letting go is "I'll miss your hand. I realized it's not mine to hold and I will never hold it again."
And then my soul saw you and it kind of went, "Oh There You are, I've been looking for you"
Sometimes you have to smile and act like everything's ok Hold back the tears and walk away....
Sometimes you just gotta be your own hero and save your own little heart. Because sometimes, the people you can't imagine living without, can actually live without you.
"Perfectly Imperfect........"
" And then all of a sudden She changed. She came back a completely different person With a new mindset, a new outlook, A new soul The girl that once cared way too much About everyone and everything No longer cared at all"
" In those fleeting moments of ecstasy, she knew of no better feeling. His soul danced with hers to a melody made purely of energy. Their chemistry created a magic unlike any other."
"The best way to not get your heart broken is pretend you don't have one"
" At some point, you have to realize that Some people can stay in your Heart but not in your life"
“Sometimes you put walls up not to keep people out, but to see who cares enough to break them down.”
When the world says Give Up. Hope whispers....... Try it one more time.
Goodbye to Alice in wonderland....
After a while you learn the subtle difference
between holding a hand and chaining a soul ?And you learn that love
doesn't mean leaning and company doesn't mean security. And you begin
to learn that kisses aren't contracts and presents aren't promises ?And
you begin to accept your defeats with your head up and your eyes ahead
with the grace of a woman, not the grief of a child ?And you learn to
build all your roads on today because tomorrow's ground is too
uncertain for plans and futures have a way of falling down in
mid-flight. After a while you learn that even sunshine burns if you get
too much. So you plant your own garden and decorate your own soul
instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers. And you learn that
you really can endure that you really are strong and that you really do
have worth ?And you learn and you learn with every goodbye you learn...
When I compare What I have lost with what I have gained, What I have missed with what attained, Little room do I find for pride.
I am aware How many days have been idly spent; How like an arrow the good intent Has fallen short or been turned aside.
But who shall dare To measure loss and gain in this wise? Defeat may be victory in disguise; The lowest ebb is the turn of the tide.
Henry Longfellow
I found this piece today
I'm lying there, my skin against the grass, my fingers trailing in the water. I scoop up a handful of the cool liquid and let it trickle into my mouth, The remaining droplets trailing down my throat to find sanctuary within my breasts. The sensation of being touched??..the feeling of being caressed.
My eyelids close softly as my fingers play lightly with the moisture there My mind drifts to thoughts of another touching?.another hand The nipples of my breast begin to respond?.to pucker as the air Kisses them softly with such tender care??.
Another scoop of water ?. let it find a path of it's own?. Rippling across my stomach muscles? finding a home, Swirling around to the indention made when I was born. A soft sigh escapes my lips as I yearn for something more.
A sharp intake of breath, as cold water makes it's way down 'tween my thighs My legs slowly part to allow it access to my full, pouting lips, Flowing 'tween them to my tiny pearl?. a bud that has been asleep My clit trembles, rising from its slumber, the brisk air it meets.
My thighs spread wider as my fingers follow the path of the water, Touching my nipples, my thumbs moving across the nubs till they peak. Dreaming of a lover from another time?another place. Memories of what could have been?.should have been?.as my mind does race.
Fingertips travel downward?in sensuous circles?feeling the sweetness of my belly, My back arches, my hips raise slightly ?.craving a loving caress? Water ?cool water being a lover's wanted?"needed" touch. A sigh escapes from deep within my soul,,, paying witness to my duress.
Shivering slightly, chill bumps on my skin, as fingers search for untold treasures, Nestled 'tween my thighs?. the water having spoken earlier?.the gift greets me now. A touch??"the touch"?..my head leans back??my eyes close softly, Yearning for another another hand?.another soul.
As my index finger slips inside the warmth buried within, my heartbeat quickens. I cry out a name?my body? mind seeks an end to this madness? This craving to be released from the spell that the cool water has worked upon my skin.
My soul whispers to me??..what if??.what if?..what if he came again?
