http://slow.writerscafe.org/CravingEyes The original writings of author Unforgettable1230 en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776033945 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 There was nothing left.It was as if my happy memories had been burned, quietly disappearing.I didn't even realize they were gone at first.Engulfed in the flames.You burnt me and all my happy memories burnt along with me. Why couldn't the burn ever fully heal?You left your marklike a serial kill.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CravingEyes/2052644/ My memories of you are just pixelated now.Distorted. Maybe that’s why I still view you as perfect forme. Your blue eyes, your yellow smile. It lights up even in thedarkest corner of my decaying heart. Even the cob webs on this entry are because of you. Trash is what you.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CravingEyes/1952919/ His hand reaches for the volume.Eyes are intent on the screen.The room is vibrating. Shadows shivering.He's somewhere else right now, Somewhere I can't reach him.My concentration on him is intense.He doesn't notice.He shuts his eyesand then he's gone.That's it.Nothing left.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CravingEyes/396053/ I can taste the alcohol on his lips.My fingers running through his dirty blonde hair.I can feel his hand running along my stomach.This moment is perfect.My mouth slightly opens and my tongue finds his.It feels like we were never apart.His other hand behind my head holding me up.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CravingEyes/353207/ Old-school. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CravingEyes/341573/ She knows what she has, before he knows what he's lost.She slightly tilts her head, Her eyes are ice cold.Darkly rimmed with seduction.She has the power and she knows it.He's transfixed by her erotically, lush, lips.Staring at her as she bites her bottom lip.He moves closer to her. .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CravingEyes/341572/ This isn't my writing. it's lyrics by Evan's blue. I'm just so in love with them. I couldn't help not putting them on here. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CravingEyes/326316/  My phone is vibrating against the dashboard."Do you need to get that?" He looks up.Concern hovering over his tanned face.His body is leaning into the contours of my body.I laugh. Shaking my head."They can wait.""You're bad" He says moving h.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CravingEyes/324194/ It consumes me from within.It makes it's way up my throat.Devouring me entirely.Taking me under.Under the sheetsMy screams mutedThis diseaseis like a wormeating it's way through me.Crying.Choking.Begging.You don't turn around.You think it's already too late,but it's .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CravingEyes/312027/ Last time I talked to you You were lonely and out of place You were looking down on me Lost out in space Laying underneath the stars Strung out and feeling great Watch the red orange glow Watch it float away Down here in the atmosphere Garbage and city lights Gonna save you&r.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CravingEyes/309977/ Fizzing on my skin,Dancing in my mind,Feeling it in my shins,No looking behind,Pumping in my chest,The pulse in my throat,It's all for the best,Don't forget to take note,Chink, Clank, ClinkFamiliar sounds,Making it hard to blink,No more bounds. I am letting go. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CravingEyes/309965/ This isn't how it is supposed to end.Please tell me something is missing.He's leaving me here again.alone. Leave me here to rot.I feel the decay on my toes.Making it's way up. I'll wait like I always do.Maybe I'll never learn. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CravingEyes/306850/ Not quite so blue.Not quite so friendlyNot quite so unconditionalNot quite like I rememberNot quite like you. I remember you once.Now, You’re not quite yourself. You’re eyes are too dark,You’re hair is too clean,You’re smile is too fake,You.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CravingEyes/283046/ Walking through the streets of Pendleton. I see you. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CravingEyes/264245/ The wind brushing past my face.Barely numb. I can still feel it.It's dark now. The lights from the city blurring past us.We cruised on his motorcycle.Rush. He is such a rush.I'm craving it. Badly.Headlights sliding past us. Bright.My hair is flying in the wind.Strands of blonde getti.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CravingEyes/255075/      "What a tragedy" says the older woman to the tall man in the long dark coat.It was a Sunday morning. The older woman was dressed in her conservative flower print dress. When I heard that I paused. Lingering in the middle of the sidewalk. I didn't recognize t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CravingEyes/246895/ First Nothing.More.Then. Everything.Everything magnified.and warped into something I wasn't used to.I spun around.Peering into the garage. They waited for me.All of them. Watching me.I was too far now.It was like a vortex sucking me in.No where else to go, but I had to fight it... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CravingEyes/235105/ Something you'll never understand.No matter how much you want to.Unattainable. Forbidden fruit.Simply untouchable.You.Will.Never.Understand. F**k me inbetween the shadows. He can't see me.Only you can now.Push it in deep.Thrust harder. I need you.but you n.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CravingEyes/216557/ The way he looked at me when I laughed.Something.He had this mysteriousness about him.Never letting me in enough.Slowly, I still crept in.Then he'd shut me out again.My fingers traced down his spine.Dissecting his eyes with mine.He shivered.I lay back down on his orange bed.H.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CravingEyes/214361/ Nauseated.I can't take this.You make me want to stay inside.Excuses.It's too cold.Secretly, I'm terrified.I'm not strong enough.I don't want to go out.I don't want to see youwith her. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CravingEyes/205203/ Tonight.is.Unforgettable. Every second, even in its most shallow moments.The alcohol and cigarette smoke still in my clothes.I want to absorb it all in my skin.The taste of your lips and a McChicken are a deadly combination.I loved it.I love you.&nbs.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CravingEyes/205195/ Afterwards. This story is stale, but I can still feel it. This is not the orginal. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CravingEyes/205188/ I'm sorry I'm not who you thought I was.Two broken people don't make a whole person.It just doesn't work like that... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CravingEyes/205103/ So many different faces,So many different places.Their smells fading together.Smoke, alcohol, and leather.I stare at the only familiar face in the roomKnowing it'll all end too soon.His eyes are penetrating the wall.Even as the shadow moves down the hall.I am completely exposed, but .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CravingEyes/205085/ I'm conflicted.It's an unsatisfying addiction.Can't stand to look at her.Compelled to stare at her.Never ending.She stole my life.Stolen.It's lost.He smiles in her arms.No longer mine.She stole my life with you. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CravingEyes/205068/ I see you.You see me.My eyes are filling up."C'mere" You say in a familiar voice.You take me in your arms.Your black sweatshirt draped around my wrists.While everyone thinks you're the most dangerous,I still feel the safest in your arms.I nuzzle in the hollow of your throat.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CravingEyes/175341/ I can't block it out.That night.They should put a warning label on me"Warning: Handle with care"but you'd still break me, wouldn't you?  Don't answer that. I already know the answer. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CravingEyes/175329/ For a dear friend of mine. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CravingEyes/175326/