http://slow.writerscafe.org/frozenxoceans The original writings of author Delladee en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776111457 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I don't write that often anymore. Its frustrating, actually. I have so many words and feelings built up inside me but no words can properly explain them. No combination of twenty-six letters can decipher the codes written underneath my heart. What's even worse is that its so hard for me to.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/frozenxoceans/1163326/ Do you miss me when we're apart?I hope so.The anxiety squeezes my heart with a trembling fist, accompanied by swelling paranoia. Yes. I am paranoid and for good reason. Our world is fragile and even the softest breath can cause it to shatter. I think everyone feels lonely sometimes. Its easy.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/frozenxoceans/1161391/ I didn't expect things to turn out this way.Then again, I didn't expect to allow myself to let it turn out this way either.I was pathetic and desperate. I was given an ounce of affection and I gripped it with iron fingers. I still don’t know what to think. There is no love without pain. .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/frozenxoceans/1161390/ confession of a heartache. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/frozenxoceans/1161389/ inch by inch the blood crawlsa red faced disasterdon't get too close, or the heat callsfor something hidden and desireda blue eyed wolf at heart of it allall the tears have begun to transpirea mask of puritylaced with a charming smiletry not to lose that false sincerityi can feel that heat getting c.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/frozenxoceans/1161133/ whisper against my skinlean in closeras our lips meetsoft, smooth, familiarmy fingers traceyour fine linesjaw, collarbone, hipsi need to feel youat the burning core of methis bed is our islandour bodies are the searun your fingers through my hairpull, kiss, deeperthe tension is growingbreath your lo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/frozenxoceans/1161132/ is this real?i like to think somaybe it helps me tonot feel alone at nightand maybe it helps meto not feel invisibleby your sidei like to think thatlove is realthe way my heart thundersbeneath your touchand how my stomachstill flutters when i'mcaught in your candy blue eyesis real enough for meit mi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/frozenxoceans/1161131/