http://slow.writerscafe.org/pinkpanther28 The original writings of author Dean's Mommy :) en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776009823 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 ive given you everything inside of me. im holding out my heart to you again.im swallowing the hurt you caused me,im looking past the tears and the pain.i dont deserve to be treated badly.so treat my like i should be. love me the way you used to. be with me the way i need you to be. be the man i know.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pinkpanther28/757510/ i completely hate that your getting married.your leaving me. your moving on from high school, and dance club and boy talk. your getting older. i hate it.why? why am i losing my best friend?im losing my sister. im losing the other half of my heart. and i cant stand it. i want you .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pinkpanther28/656557/  i remember what it was like to touch your face i remember the kisses we shared i remember the smell of your scent on my quilt i remember how you made me feel sometimes, so full of love other times, so full of doubt.. i remember the w.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pinkpanther28/595552/ once apon a time, i loved a boy.he was sweet and beautifuland i thought that he was mine.as time went on,he showed his true self.he would laugh at meand get angrybut i never knew he was repulced by me.he thought i was a hinderance to his perfect little life. i went to bed wit.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pinkpanther28/495914/ in a dazefeel that hazewont it erase?thats not the case...its all takenits my heart thats breakinim the one fakinbecause its my heart thats breakin.i sighand tryand say goodbye.and the better of it all, i lie...its so convincing my dearcant you hear?that beating thingli.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pinkpanther28/488807/ i kept giving, giving, and giving.but i get nothing in return.my heart keeps beating,i dont get why.its broken,cant you hear it falter and studder?beat unevenly, and cry out to you...?do they not hear the pain in my voicenot see the dried tears that stain my cheeks...?i t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pinkpanther28/488712/ breathe,inhale the night.the stars shine brightly above the fogthe tiny sliver of the new moon is hiding behind the black clouds.you try to search your way out of the surrounding hazeyou reach and reach, but grasp nothing but water filled air...you start to panic,look at the angry clou.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pinkpanther28/488378/ do you hear that silence??that earsplittingechoingsilence?like hearing your heart stopin the darkness.the silence that followsthat angry throb of the air around you...i cried for youi tried not to let it bother me.i hummed my sad songs.trying to make the silence go away... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pinkpanther28/483724/ i dont believe youi reach the edge and jump againi dont belongi suffer silentlymy hair falling in my facehiding the tearsthe sleepless eyesrestless thoughts.traitors, remember you?guitars, drums, guns, fighting the night.bang, Bang, BANG, BANG!!! noise, everywhere.screaming, .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pinkpanther28/480676/ i smiled when i woke up today.i feel so terrible.my head pounds from lack of nutritionthe loss of blood makes me weak.but stilli smile. i had a dream about him.its amazing how beautiful he can make a dream.i look up to him and kiss his cheek.we watch a movie togetherhe wis.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pinkpanther28/480364/ pinkthe color of little candy hearts,pinkthe way your face looks after a kiss.pinkthe lovely waves in the sky in the morningspinkthe way the sun looks as it sinks behind the mountainspinkthe color of love but also...pinkthe color of your eyes when your through crying.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pinkpanther28/477668/ smileyour beautifulsmilebecause you are you. laughbecause its genuine and truelaughbecause the feeling is always new dream,because its all you have leftdream,because your heart is set runbecause you canrunbecause you love how your toes feel in the s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pinkpanther28/472592/ imma take care of myself.you need me,well of course you do.you expect my help for freeexpect me to beg on my knees when your the one thats done ME wrongi dont think so anymore.you dont need me,only when things are going wrong. im tired of being sad because i did nothing wrong.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pinkpanther28/471412/ if i stare into your eyes, i lose myself.i see the beauty in your soul's depth.you were essential to my being and health.when you left, i fell, stumbled and wept. the tears fall, ever suddenly down my face.i feel the emptieness where you once stood.i dont see how i could ever fill.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pinkpanther28/471179/ i tried to convince myself i was happy.i tried to be ok for them.i tried to smile and pretend.its nothing but lies.they destroy everything i built since you left.the crumble when you walk into the room.i can say im over itand laugh at the idioticy of ever liking someone so vainbut wh.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pinkpanther28/471177/ when the music goes off and silence fills the airthat music speaks louder than any note ever thought ofsuddenly the only thing that mattersis the sound of the silenceand the tenor of your thoughtsyour never sleeping thoughtsthe thoughts you always think.and when you have found that com.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pinkpanther28/471176/ whats the use in pretending?what game are we playing,whats the prize if we win?i have no prize,i have no prideleft in me.i am breakingi am dying.i can feel it,therefore i cant move on.you are in loveand i missed out it seems.im holding on becausethats all i have to hold ont.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pinkpanther28/471175/ if you only knewwhat this heart would do for you.if you only knewwhat i would do to be with you.if you only knewwhat it feels like to try and break throughget you to see me. you keep telling me how much it mean to you to be my frienddo you know how much it means to be close to.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pinkpanther28/454079/ the lines they tell youare mostly to keep the truth hidden.the truth destroys as much as it savesthe truth is not always the best thing to tellbut sometimesthe truth can set you free.sometimesthe truth is hidden beneath our lies.and sometimesthe lies are being flamed by the truth. .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pinkpanther28/449362/ the one boy that is worth crying over, wont make you cry.so why do we insist on shedding our tears,when the ones that break us are the ones that arent worthanything we are feeling at all.i keep trying to tell myself that he just isnt worth it.i sigh and look the other way when i see th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pinkpanther28/444801/ i have a secret.its about him.the man i share my blood with.the man that gave me my name.the person i call my best friend.i man i love so much.my secret is about my father.i wish i could tell you,i wish it was something that i could saywasnt all that bad, maybe to the person i te.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pinkpanther28/423866/ nobody has came right out and asked me.nobody has ever just said,do you miss him?i wanted to say hell no!scoff, roll my eyes, and let it drop.but its impossible when i am thinking about you.she asked me do i miss you,and i said more than she knew. i had this dream, and he was .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pinkpanther28/422023/ i wish i knew what to say to you.i wish there was something TO say that made this situation not as sucky as it was.all i can tell you, is that no matter how many times you do go through it,it never stops hurting unless you find something that makes you feel good about yourself again... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pinkpanther28/420439/ i hate you for what you have done to me, and i hate you for being a coward. i hate you for the lies you told me when you smiled at me the way you always did, i hate the promises you never promised me, and i hate you for chosing somebody over me, just like he did. i hate you for making .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pinkpanther28/418680/ i am a breakthrough in the middle of the night.i am the life in the veins of a dying man.i am pink, i am blue, i am colors in your hair.i am life, i am death,i am wonder, i am pain, i am comfort, i am vain,i am humble, i am careful, i am supernova, im the pouring rain.i am clouds t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pinkpanther28/417428/ when i felt that dread today,i experienced a loss that hasnt even been lost yet.and i dont know what to do when you wont see me,you wont look me in the eyes, and realizethat i have so much more than she ever willthat i hold the key to what has been missing in your life.i hold the love .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pinkpanther28/415315/ i can see clearly, the snow falling in clear drifts outside my window.i can feel the freshness of it on my skin as i step out into the cold,and smell the soft air, and the bitter taste of it on my tounge.my face turns red from the chill of the wind as it passes by me.the snow sparkles as the.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pinkpanther28/410926/ to you, Glenn. i have the soul of a writer so im writing about the friendship you have blessed me with. im here thanking you for just being the amazing person you are. thanks again, your AWESOME!! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pinkpanther28/410032/ my heart stops, when you walk into a room.because you are the one i have been looking forso when i find you, i want to breathe a sigh fo extreme reliefbut instead it gets caught in my throat and in my lungs.building untill i choke, and gasp, always your name.i listen to my sad songs, becau.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pinkpanther28/409345/ if true love really existed, i would have found it by now, seventeen years is so long to wait for something good to happenwhen im young and just want what others have.i just want to be loved, how hard is that, i mean really.im not THAT bad. i would have figured it out if i was.cant somebod.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pinkpanther28/408334/ she paints her face to hide her face.she holds it in when all she wants to do is cry, scream freak out.when she smiles it is the fakest of things, the most decietful.even her closest of friends doesnt know the tourtureand the painful days that she has to deal with, that she has to endure.s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pinkpanther28/408306/ short little story about the white part of my head. i dont have highlights, i dont dye my hair, its NATURAL, i swear to god. ive been made fun of my whole life and hid it for the longest time, now i feel i dont have to, and i dont want to. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pinkpanther28/407026/ i huddle in my desolate corner of seclusioni breathe in the salt tears streaming down my face.the black mascara stained streaks on my cheeks have carved themselvesinto my face, have been made like tattoos on the emptyness that covers it.i wait for you but you never come,i smell the rose yo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pinkpanther28/406820/ he tells me we are finally alone,and i thought that it was something different.i thought he had something to tell me,i thought that he was going to be nice to me.i didnt know him all that well, i didnt even know why he tried.but when he kissed me, it was not his lips i wished to touch.i .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pinkpanther28/406801/ the thought of touching you is nothing like the feeling,your skin, is like nothing i haveever in my life felt before.even the skin of your arms,not just the feel of your handsis a jolt in my body, is a pulse in the vastness of my heart.the urge to pull my handsthrough the onyx .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pinkpanther28/406587/ i find myself thinking more and more about youyou seem like an endless thought that hovers like a grape from its vine in the vinyard of my head.i wish to tell you everything about me, i wish to knoweverything about you, i wish to be so intertwinedthat you knew nothing of your life before m.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pinkpanther28/404642/ i dont know how to describe the amazing feeling i feelits nothing i know how to express with the simplicityof just a syllable. the fragileness of just a word.he did the smallest most insignifacant thing today.and yet my heart felt like it was finally starting,what i want so desperately i.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pinkpanther28/404476/ im fooling myself.im afraid of what i will get but i want it so bad i can barely breathe.untill i see his face, untill i hear his voice.when i close my eyes, even for the breifest momenteven for only a second,i see your face, i hear your laughi can see the shining onyx of your hair,y.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pinkpanther28/403958/ so, now you know.you know and yet..........you know and yet you havent done anything.am i not the girl you want?am i not good enough again?what is happening to me?i am falling to pieces, because you are breaking meyour shattering my soul.your hurting meand you.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pinkpanther28/403468/ i just want you to see.what else do i have to do?i dont understand why it has to be this way,when all i have ever really wantedwas somebody to feel this way about.if only i knew what im supposed to doto get you to see;to have you knowthat every nerve ending in mefires up when i ju.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pinkpanther28/402681/ everything reminds me of you.you laugh, your smile, your beautiful russet skinyour dark hair that falls in your faceand the way you talk, the way you walkevery sound reminds me of your goofy laughevery ray of the golden sun makes me think of your smile, your eyes, you.i am obsessed wit.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pinkpanther28/402243/ if i could tell you, this is what i would say.if i was brave enough, i would say these words.if only i could walk up to you and look you in the faceand take a deep breath and slowly tell you these wordsso that you could understand, and i wouldnt have to repeat thembecause if i said it twic.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pinkpanther28/401908/ i am entranced by you, but you make the tears flowlike a waterfall from my already soaked swollen eyes.they are red, they are dull, the deep caramel browndoes not shine the way it used to, the salt has scratchedthe surface. i dont see myself very clearly anymore.they cry and they cry, like.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pinkpanther28/401184/ i miss you, there isn't anything else i can say except i miss you terribly. i am tormented by my lonlieness. please just tell me you dont hate me. anymore my dear friend, because i will try harder and i will not do this again. we only have .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pinkpanther28/400326/ i want to go somewhere i cant hurt anybody anymore,i want to leave all this trouble and all this dissapointmentbehind me where it cant hurt me anymore, where i can justlet it go, let everything go, let all my problems dissipate, andhave only what matters most, school, the future, my future,.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pinkpanther28/399974/ the time has passed, and the weight of the world feels heavy on me.i havent spoken to you, because i feel that i have nothing to say.i see your face and its hurt beyond my intentions.i want to say that i was angry, i was upset, i was only trying to put intowords what i was feeling because i .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pinkpanther28/399581/ the thunder hides my screamsthe blade is my friendits silver beauty reflects thepale skin of my arm, the largered drops spring from its sharpand seeking edge. the relief is instantthe feeling of the sharpness and thefrailty of the ivory skin on my wristis like nothing else, like no o.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pinkpanther28/398356/ this just came to me. i dont know where the last part came from because i dont do that kind of thing, i was just imagining what it would feel like if i was to kill myself. one of my friends does this but i dont, so i guess this is kind of dedicated to her http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pinkpanther28/397811/ you make me so mad i could spit nails.you hurt me and then you never say youreven the least bit sorry, you dont even actlike you feel bad about what you did and stilldo to me.i cry and you dont even notice, i cut away my pain and you dont even notice, i growmore and more alone every day .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pinkpanther28/397040/ i wake  up to the soft snowfall on the groundi pull the curtains aside and inhale the morning breezei imagine that i am outside with my arms outstretchedmy head facing the skies, my fingers reaching but never finding, the snow falling around me, but i dont feel the cold.i get out of m.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pinkpanther28/396904/