http://slow.writerscafe.org/PadfootBlack The original writings of author PadfootBlack en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775991228 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 All I know is:I have always had your hand to holdyour chest to press my ear tothe steady th-thump, th-thump to smooth the cracks on my heart.All I know is: I am equally forever yours and never yours, and I'm still figuring out what that means.You're a life ring, and three years ago I la.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PadfootBlack/1560959/ You shuffle into the room,reluctantly shake hands(yours are sweaty. She pretends not to notice),and you sit.Awkwardly adjust and avoidthat weird all-knowing smileThe leather complains soyou don't fidget anymore(you're not comfy yet,but you've decided it'snot important).She asks the first questi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PadfootBlack/1454468/ Looking back,I now seehow utterly wrongwe were for each other.You needed someonewho would hurt youand I needed someonewho wouldn't. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PadfootBlack/1382641/ I was more of a wife to youthan I ever was a daughterand perhaps that's whyyou now treat melike an ex. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PadfootBlack/1379984/ I want to press your ear to my heartuntil the steady thump, thump calmsyour troubled mind.I want to whisper my love against your lipsagain and again so that you feel itto your very core.I want to kiss every inch of your soft,scarred skin, and when the nightmares comeI want to hold your bod.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PadfootBlack/1301533/ I no longer wish for youto f**k me as hard as I hate myself.I need you to kiss mewith all the tender sweetnessyou can musterif only just tonightI need to be loved. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PadfootBlack/1287440/ One dayI'll be able to fall asleep without leaving tears on the pillow and I'llno longer seek refuge in the touch of a razor and myworth will not be determined by your approval or opinion and Iwon't stay up late wondering if God loves mebecause I'll just know that He does.One dayI will wake up next .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PadfootBlack/1200887/ I create constellations.If I call them speckled stars on my fleshinstead ofbruised needle pricksmaybe thenI'll feel more beautiful. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PadfootBlack/1166496/ Short, stubby fingers graze faded white stretch marks zigzags on the hips like thunderbolts while eyes of wave-crest blue crinkle at the edges when constantly bitten lips partto reveal straight teeth that form a crooked smile. Pale thighs gently meet like .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PadfootBlack/1155105/ Today is my birthdayand exactly one year ago(I remember it well)You took my lips in yoursand my heart in your handsand you told me that you loved mefor the very first time.I still remember the elation-feeling as if I could flywhile you kissed me like I was the breath in your lungs.Now I gl.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PadfootBlack/1146510/ Honestly...it's a sigh of reliefa great weightlifted from my back.I don't love you anymorenot you, exactlythe memories of youmaybebut not youyou are a shadowof the beautiful soul that you used to beI miss herI love herI was happy with herbut not you.Where did your compassion go? Your kindn.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PadfootBlack/1141352/ You came to me as a fawnfragile and gentleto still my troubled heart.There were no thunderboltsor earthquakesbut i could not mistakethe majesty reflectedin Your soft brown eyeswith a white speckled backand unsteady legs that wobbled when You walked.i suppose You don't always display Your streng.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PadfootBlack/1135166/ and nothing hurts so much as keeping it insimmering and bubblinglike a pot about to boil over. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PadfootBlack/1114365/ It's late at nightwhen I'm alone in beddoubts crawl into my headbut when you're nearthe doubts erasewith each touch of your lipsupon my face. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PadfootBlack/1110660/ I wish to paint your outlinewith the brush of my tonguesplatter purples and blueson the canvas of your neckmix the pinks of our tonguesand the reds of our lips. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PadfootBlack/1110408/ The crunch of tortilla chipsand sharp snap of a beer can being openedon Football Sundaysometimes do a better job of reminding me thatlife is beautifulthan birds or flowers. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PadfootBlack/1106066/ I knew thatsomedayyou'd have to sail far awaybut I didn't knowthat day wastoday. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PadfootBlack/1099471/ trigger warning! 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