http://slow.writerscafe.org/Iliana The original writings of author Iliana en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776028572 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 What happened to the days of love and laughter? What happened to the dream of ever after?I see your pain when I look in your eyes. I feel your anguish because of our ties.I hear it in your voice and I know this you must do alone.The despair,  the emotional damage should never lea.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Iliana/590464/ Missing you with every fiber of my being. The way you feel beside me, the softness of your skin, the touch of your hands that told me you would catch me if ever I fall.The smile on your face that said you loved me. I miss the look in your eyes that said you would never leave me. Now the holidays app.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Iliana/588614/ I await the sensations about to be bestowed upon me. The anticipation, the excitement. The blind fold goes on and my senses race. 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