http://slow.writerscafe.org/aphrodite61 The original writings of author aphrodite61 en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776107240 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 i know all you see when you look at meis my skin and my hair not what's underneath,you don't know what you see is only halfyou can't recognize my laugh;i'm an open book,but you never take the time to look,no need for explanation,i guess next time i'll fall with caution. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aphrodite61/626023/ my life is all in knots againcuz no one told me strings were attachedit's come to the point where i'm living in a world where i don't exist,because i still live in your world.for once you can see right through me.would you notice me if i was prettier or thinner or smarter, louder or braver or wilder.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aphrodite61/626020/ i want a time machine.i want a stop watch for the beautiful moments.an eraser for all my mistakes.a big picture frame for the vacations i miss.an umbrella the size of rhode island to block out the rain.i want a big ship like in the movies so i can get away from it all and pretend i'm a sailor at sea.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aphrodite61/626016/ you ought to win award for your talentsyour trail of bread crumbs hurts more than your absenceso thanks for planting yourself everywherefor the purpose of having me think you still carebut don't let me stop you, go on your wicked wayscuz as long as i hate you, i know i'll be okay. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aphrodite61/605659/ i want to lay in the snow and just disappeari want to be sunny and live with no feari want to say it's alright and have it be truei don't know what i want but i know it's not you. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aphrodite61/605651/ things are obstructing my vision, my eyesthings like window panes, trees, and wiresno wonder i can't see people for who they are,you and i always had such a perfect memoirbut now that you're heremy eyes are straight clearand the wind in my ears has died down,things are done, temporarily, no longer o.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aphrodite61/604388/ i tell people it happens all the time,and that everything will be just fine,for a while you might feel incomplete..but it's entirely different when it happens to me.you've been painting pictures in my head for nearly a year,i wish you'd put down your brush and just come here,the world would be silen.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aphrodite61/603515/ i hate hearing stories about your whole new scenehow it's so much better, it's all you ever needi still see things every single damn daythings you loved and hated, they're always gonna staybut you, no, you're different, that's what they tell mebecause you and you alone, you're the only one who's lef.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aphrodite61/603514/ i hate that you lie.i hate that you pretend.i hate that you fake that smile.i hate when you give me one word answers, & i can't get you to talk.i hate that i don't know you anymore.i hate that i can't trust you enough to tell you things.i hate how you think i can't do this.but i love that you're.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aphrodite61/603513/ not one of my favorites, but figured i'd put it on here anyways. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aphrodite61/603512/ Remember when we were little?When we had crushes, not boyfriends,And playdates, and recess, and no homework?Remember when we called the mean girls brats, not b*****s;When we didn’t have to worry about what we wore, because our moms picked it out for us,And when Santa existed?Remember when we d.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aphrodite61/603511/