http://slow.writerscafe.org/MiaA The original writings of author Mia en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776041381 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Happiest girls are the easiest to loveWhen, then, do I get my tears kissed awayI will not grant you permission In my bedI was never comfortable thereDon’t notice me All I have is the brown in my eyes When you sung of all the things I could neve.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MiaA/1339183/ inspired by my brother... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MiaA/1249810/ Holdme in your wordsThesyl-la-bles…coming �"together Caughtin your kisses  Sentencesonly make senseIn ourloveOur storycontinues in the spacesCreatedin the ellipsis Opportunityin all that’s unwritten  I hav.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MiaA/1247705/ I am sweet skinned, sticky and openTo your words of love Why won’t you give them?Why won’t you see me,Through clear eyes and honest truths Don’t burn the bridges As I try to cross themTo get to youWith your blood with fathers’T.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MiaA/1244324/ in the mourning light what are we, that those sounds lure uswinter banishes summers glow icy waters reflect what we hidethere clouds float freely but the darkness won’t relent while humble hands hungerwhy is the predator in your bed? no man stan.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MiaA/1239290/ Love, that our love be this! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MiaA/1236472/ ...and broken bones http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MiaA/1233117/ All the toys in a boxDropped in a shallow pool Man up...go and get themBut you’re too cleverA teaspoon of water is just as deadly  Real men don’t cry Dangerous women can’t bear the soundYour life time of sobs bottled upI don’t care.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MiaA/1088182/ Lies are naughty...don’t you know!!! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MiaA/1078827/ I thought two heartswere better than oneThat our grey skieswere better than noneHow wrong I wasI should beg your forgivenessBut you’ll see me weak Was your hold to keepme safe?Or just to keep meI don’t have anywhereto goAnd yet I nee.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MiaA/1070355/ You are cool shades of blue The one that children paint skies withPerfect in all your ness’sThe sound of delight And butterfly wings flappingStrawberry fields foreverDeafening myself with your melodic wisdomWitty undertones planting apple blossoms in mymind &n.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MiaA/1064208/ Obsessed seemed too clichéd http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MiaA/1060988/ Trigger unhappy Paper…you wroteon itTore it andcrumbled itNow you want tostraighten it.I dare you totry.Or better yettell it you’re sorryDid it work? Don’t look to mefor comfortDon’t look to mefor peace&nb.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MiaA/1059912/ If I was a man…I’d make my move http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MiaA/1057736/ When I speak of youI tell them of dreams The you I wish I knew Here. TodayYou were frail and I was scaredHiding behind see-through facadesPointless and comforting  I’m still curiousHow exactly do they expect meTo live without your voice .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MiaA/1057491/ I wrote the weird things I think down :) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MiaA/1052786/ Wrong side of the bed, I suppose. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MiaA/1047994/ Two eggs...one basket http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MiaA/1043503/ Love is not heard...it's felt http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MiaA/1042457/ It is the most frustrating feeling, EVER! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MiaA/1041666/ Hardships of love continued. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MiaA/1034086/ Forgiveness is not my problemOr maybe it is, but not in thenormal sense I forgive too much, too easily, too oftenwithout accessing the problemI never think how things mustchange If nothing changes then the need forforgiveness is inevitable I forgave.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MiaA/1030375/ I closed my eyes and imagined you closeImagined your smile, your laugh, your kissI dared to think of what life would beA life with you, with me, for us I closed my eyes and felt you closeSo real, so beautiful, so perfectI dared to touch your perfect handsEmbracin.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MiaA/1027768/ “If itmakes you happy. It can’t be that bad. If it makes you happy, then why the hellare you so sad?”She musthave sung the same line over and over in her head a hundred times. She justneeded something to do; something to distract her. “Daddy’snot very .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MiaA/1025923/ Death is not beautiful,She is not kind nor is she caring,Death is not exciting,We can all live without her but the choice is not ours,Death is not the answer,She is never helpful nor is she a problem-solver,Death appears to you, holds you close,Until there is no more ligh.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MiaA/1024225/ Rachel was in an impossible position.She had two choices, she could make the best of this situation or she couldthrow a catastrophic pity party. Tragically she was really good at that. Thistime however Rachel would choose the former. Anthony was not obligated to herin anyway and she need.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MiaA/1023377/ “I hate talking about my mother. Not because she wasa bad one just because it frustrates me”“Why does it frustrate you?”“There are no words really.” Emma awkwardly turns inher seat. There is so much room for her to move and be comfortable but she i.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MiaA/1020863/