http://slow.writerscafe.org/missajmoore The original writings of author Miss Amor en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776338926 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15  Because when you left, I kept walking along the yellow lines in the middle of the streets, talking to you like you were still following closely behind. I can still feel you breathing on the back of my neck and it gives me chills. I look into the sky at night and discuss the stars with no one.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/missajmoore/311611/ When lovers change as fast as trends. Take a number, your time will come. Walk hand in hand on street curbs and pretend that it makes you fearless. Pretend to be in love. And when it is over, cut off your hair and change your name. Start a new life because the one you have doesn't seem sat.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/missajmoore/311590/