http://slow.writerscafe.org/gravity1 The original writings of author Gravity en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775969853 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 This is an excerpt from my Journal last year. In 2013 I journeyed to Genova, Italy on a solo trip and lived with an Italian family and I reference them in this passage. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gravity1/1448749/ "You keep mentioning your ex too. You are still so in love with him. Why don't you just call him up and let him know you want to be back together?" He asked me. I guess I had the way I still felt every second of every day written all over my face in bright red paint."Because it's not that simple," I.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gravity1/1448740/ “The days that I have to get up and go on with my life after nights full of dreams of you are the hardest. Something doesn't feel right. It’s like I just saw you, I just held you, I just touched you, but not in this reality.. That one. I wonder if some day this reality and that reality w.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gravity1/1448728/ “I think I have ‘loved’ quite a few people in my short life. The intensity I felt while thinking of their body pressed against mine.. the nervousness I felt at the thought of losing them .. the dreams I shared of our future lives together. But despite all of these ‘loves&rsqu.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gravity1/1448727/ “What a beautiful thought it is to realize that this is my planet, you just so happened to live in it. There are some days that it pains me that you are with her and no longer with me, but then I remember that the universe is on my side. You were no longer serving me, and were swiftly removed .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gravity1/1448725/ We can't recreate the past. We can only make peace with ourselves.We can only promise to do better, try a little harder than before, be a little braver than we were yesterday. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gravity1/1448669/ Some days I amthe light expandingover the horizon, illuminating and inspiringwith my bright hues.While other daysI am the shadowbehind the willow tree,unnoticed and content to lay there in her afterglow. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gravity1/1448666/ An excerpt taken from a journal entry about a boy I once loved very much. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gravity1/1448650/