http://slow.writerscafe.org/~%2Aloved_one%2A~ The original writings of author ~*loved_one*~ en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775520591 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Maybe...Maybe i should just give up? Maybe...Maybe love is just a figment of our imagination? Maybe...Maybe we believe in things that we can touch and see because its all we truly know? Maybe...Maybe...Maybe...Maybe...Maybe all of these questions are me just .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/~%2Aloved_one%2A~/620737/ you ask what are my thoughts on gay rights. -"i believe you should be able to love who you love and not have to lie about it."you ask where do we go when we die.-"i believe if you accepted Christ into you heart you will go to be with Him in Heaven. if not you'll live in an eternal hell. not li.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/~%2Aloved_one%2A~/567439/ meeting you changed my life,liking turning into love within only a few weeks,i keep quiet about my feelings,i don't want to ruin whatever it is we may or may not have,you say the sweetest things,you are always there to listen,i need you, no one else,you brought me out of a deep .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/~%2Aloved_one%2A~/566406/ this poem was written for my dear friend chris beverage. he was caught up with some terrible people and chose some very wrong paths. i wrote this at mcdonald's tonight on my cell phone's notepad. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/~%2Aloved_one%2A~/506430/ Kill me slowly please?Make the pain last.Don't be gentle.Plunge the knife into my chest. Twist it and pull it out again and repeat. Wondering why? Sadly you've already killed me once when you left.So my question is why won't you kill me now?My blood is already on your han.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/~%2Aloved_one%2A~/505983/ I can't seem to escape the pain. Wherever I go, hurt and sadness follow. The memories of what we shared are like shattered picture frames everywhere. Don't look now but here comes another blow to my heart. The pain is like a knife stabbing deeper into my chest. Make it stop. Cause it to end. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/~%2Aloved_one%2A~/505962/