http://slow.writerscafe.org/katymiranda The original writings of author openmindedclosedhearted en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776190602 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I can’t even look at him anymore.All I see are the lies written across his face, the hands that once touched mehave touched multiple other women, the words that are coming out of hispathetic mouth are the same ones that he has said to other women for mon.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/katymiranda/1654845/ “This can’t be happening. Am Idreaming? There is no way this is real.” These are the only thoughts that I canmanage to think of as I lean over the toilet throwing up the breakfast I hadthat morning. Why had my mom waited until afterI ate to.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/katymiranda/1654844/ Here I am, standing in the middleof the street in a dream like state. The air is bitter, my arms are shivering,and the tears that I am crying have turned to ice.I don’t remember how I got here or why I am here, but all Ican think about is the beauty surr.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/katymiranda/1654842/