Ghosts aren’t real,
but when I got on the elevator last week it smelled just like you
Ghosts are real,
but on the first warm spring day I still see you smiling on the car drive home
Ghosts aren’t real,
but every time I hear the first piano notes in that song I can still feel your hand slip into mine
Ghosts aren’t real,
but some people will always haunt us
but when I got on the elevator last week it smelled just like you
Ghosts are real,
but on the first warm spring day I still see you smiling on the car drive home
Ghosts aren’t real,
but every time I hear the first piano notes in that song I can still feel your hand slip into mine
Ghosts aren’t real,
but some people will always haunt us
“His nakedness makes me conscious of my nakedness. He’s too
close even though he’s not. When his eyes linger on my bare
shoulder, I feel as if the water has suddenly gone cold. I don’t
want to feel this, but I do. I’m conscious of my eyes settling at
various parts of his body. I want to look away, look at his eyes or
something, but I can’t. It roves on his body like I’m roadside
lover. “
If the world will never be the same again, the world will never
be the same, again.
"I
love you"
She says.
"Prove it." He replied.
"I don't know how..." She forced out.
"Then you don't really love me." He walked away.
Her heart was shattered.
She cried and prayed.
For her to replay that day.
"Prove it." He replied.
"I don't know how..." She forced out.
"Then you don't really love me." He walked away.
Her heart was shattered.
She cried and prayed.
For her to replay that day.
We all
have our
own versions and levels
of hell.
Do you want to know what my hell is?
Finding out 4 months into a marriage my husband is still not over his ex. It's having him come home on his lunch hour while I'm laying in pain, that he misses what he had with her. It was a simpler time. That he doesn't know how long our marriage is going to last so he checks up on that one specific ex to see if he would still have a shot.
Hell is loving someone so much, trusting them with your entire life, soul, basically everything you have to offer, just to have them break you in 0.5 seconds.
That is hell.
Do you want to know what my hell is?
Finding out 4 months into a marriage my husband is still not over his ex. It's having him come home on his lunch hour while I'm laying in pain, that he misses what he had with her. It was a simpler time. That he doesn't know how long our marriage is going to last so he checks up on that one specific ex to see if he would still have a shot.
Hell is loving someone so much, trusting them with your entire life, soul, basically everything you have to offer, just to have them break you in 0.5 seconds.
That is hell.
