http://slow.writerscafe.org/katherinemb5 The original writings of author k.m.b. en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776009966 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 As much as i wish it was, it's just not that easy to forget you. As much as i wish you were, you're not coming back. As much as i wish i was still the one you loved talking to at the end of a long day, i'm not. As much as i wish i could change whatever it was about myself that made you leave, i cant.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/katherinemb5/1735205/ I think what hurts the most is the promises. The promises that you made me, the promises that I made you, and all the promises that come with knowing someones secrets. Promises are dangerous, because if they aren't kept the word "promise" loses its meaning entirely. Then what can you say? "I mean it.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/katherinemb5/1734724/ Love the thing that hurts you. Recognize the thing that hurts you. Respect the thing that hurts you. The hurt can only be changed with compassion. You may look foolish, but you will not hurt any longer. I promise. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/katherinemb5/1734665/ You know that scar that you haveThe one on your right handOn the soft spot between your thumb and your pointer fingerThat oneI remember when you cut yourselfI remember hoping that it would leave a big scarOne of the ones people notice And ask you aboutBecause I knew this was too good to lastOnl.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/katherinemb5/1734664/ You left a couple 24 hours agoIt feels like a lot of 24 hours agoYou’re out there And I’m still hereTalking with myselfAbout youAnd usWhich isn’t much of an us anymoreIf it’s just meI cant seem to take my eyesOff of the doorThe way you left itA tad bit openCouldn’t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/katherinemb5/1721818/ I’ve gotta distance myselfThis is all too much for meThere’s way too much going onSo much for my thoughts to feed off ofAnd oh my, we all know how that goesI need to take myself out of these shoesYou can keep them while I’m goneIf you’d likeI know this isn’t what you wa.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/katherinemb5/1721107/ I don’t think I ever heard you say sorryI could be wrong, but I’m almost certainNo matter what happenedThat’s never a word I heardI was always apologizingFor what?I don’t knowI guess that makes up for you  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/katherinemb5/1720848/ I’m going to write while my feelings are still rawThey’re the only thing in my world right nowThey’re in my headAll over my bodyThey are my sheetsThe paint on my wallsThey’re everywhere Its clear there’s no getting awayI’m not even going to trySo how about I .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/katherinemb5/1720731/ I am being pulled so many different waysIt’s been a constant tug of war latelyUp or downLeft or right I don’t knowI have never been good at making decisionsI just feel as though whichever one I chooseEnds up being the wrong oneI don’t want to commit to the wrong directionAnd h.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/katherinemb5/1720269/ No one has a planA realistic plan, that is Not even the oldest, wisest man on earthCould tell you what tomorrow looks like The future cannot be manipulatedIt will be what it is meant to beAnd not knowing what that is going to be is okay Perfectly okayLife is full of twists and turnsUn.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/katherinemb5/1720159/ Lord, I pray to you with an open heartI no longer want to hide from youI only wish to let you inTo give you willingly everything I amYou have brought me to my kneesMy face pressed to the ground before youTears are in my eyesPraises are in my throatBlood is on my handsI have done so much wrongI have .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/katherinemb5/1719892/ Let’s take a tripTo places we’ve never seen beforeLet’s just get out of hereI know a part of you wants toI know you’re afraidThat once you get in this carThere’s no getting outThat this craziness that I amMight be too much for you I know you’re scared Th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/katherinemb5/1719491/ I am sick of superficialityI am sick of being told I am lovedWhen the only thing that is loved is my fleshLove is so much more than the physical attractionIt would be silly to say it is about that at allA person’s looks will not hold you when you are cryingA person’s looks are unable to .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/katherinemb5/1719483/ Tonight I am tiredExhausted and totally drainedThe kind of tired where my eyes are pulling shutWhere my body is aching to fall asleepWhere my mind just isn’t thinking straightTonight I am tiredBut I am still awakeConsciously dreaming of you http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/katherinemb5/1718607/ Loving myself comes with the rainSometimes a drizzleSometimes a thunderstormSometimes it’s a fog, consuming my insecuritiesMaking them hard to seeThis love that I have for myselfIs not something constantIt is changing with the weather Sometimes there is most certainly a droughtA choking, .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/katherinemb5/1717970/ Sometimes I think I’m too nice. I love to make people feel good. I hate to make people hurt. I’m constantly making sure others are okay, that all is right with them and that they’re happy. I’m putting so much time and energy into others wants and needs, that I’m leaving.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/katherinemb5/1717964/ It’s snowing todayTen degrees and snowing No sun, just cloudsIt’s snowingAnd a part of me wishes to go inside To escape the bitter coldBut you’ve shut me outLocked up the doorsLatched the windows tightYou’ve made sure that the frigid wind can’t reach youThat I.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/katherinemb5/1717860/ You had stayed there for quite some timeIn the back of my mindYou never said a wordJust sat, like you were supposed to be thereYou looked so comfortable A certain peace in your eyesA steady breath flowing through your lungsLike its where you belongedLike it was homeWhenever love swept me off my.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/katherinemb5/1716922/ I went to church yesterdayFor the first time in a long timeI listened to the sermon Soaked it all inWhen I stood up to leaveI not only carried my purseBut a new outlook A piece of wisdomAnd a great lesson Which I had been in need of for quite some timeThat Sun.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/katherinemb5/1716510/ I am stuck between what we areWhat we could be And what I wish we wereI feel trappedIn this thing I do not have a name forI would not call it loveIt is not even closeLove is patientLove is kindAnd love wants more for someone than it wants for itselfYou’v.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/katherinemb5/1715664/ i. You are a created being. You did not just show up on this earth by chance. You have a purpose and a plan laid out for you. You have a great and loving creator who sent you to me, and it is up to you to decide who that is.ii. You are entitled to your own opinion. I will never judge or ridicule you.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/katherinemb5/1715467/ Time is moving so swiftly. It is so quickly gone, never tobe had again. I spend my time wishing for the past, lusting for the future, andforgetting to appreciate the now. I found myself walking out to my dad’s carthis morning, mumbling about how I can’t wait to get my license and n.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/katherinemb5/1714111/ Where I’m from is so much more than a spot on a map. I am fromspending day after day at grandma’s house. I am from playing in the little bluepool in the backyard, splashing the grumpy old cat. I am from building towers withbig cardboard blocks, knocking them down, and building them.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/katherinemb5/1710361/ It’s about time I start loving myselfThe scars that cover my body, making me look wornThe way my face wrinkles when i'm really smiling My imperfect, pale skin that turns red from being in the sun too longThe waves and curls in my hair that never seem to cooperateMy tendency to laugh at th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/katherinemb5/1710341/ You’ve got to find your happinessHappiness is stubbornIt does not want to be foundIt will not come to you in the form of a sweet boy with big brown eyesIt will not come to you in the form of moneyIt will not come to you in the form of possessions It will not come to you at allBut if you s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/katherinemb5/1710338/ I like to think of my body as a jewelry box. After all, it does contain my heart of gold. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/katherinemb5/1710337/ I have always been told, “you’re just like your father.” Not in the way we looked, and definitely not in the way we walked. It’s in our strong personalities, which are just as quiet and gentle. He has always been a walking oxymoron. And me, just like my daddy. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/katherinemb5/1710336/ Baby, you should keep those kinds of things to yourselfDon’t you know I always find out? Do not take me for a fool, I know what is happeningBaby, you should keep those things between usWhat does she have to do with it any of it? I don’t understand why you’ve let her in on.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/katherinemb5/1710335/ If I’m being honest, I’m really not sure what this is. I’ve never felt this way before. You’ve made me acknowledge feelings I didn’t even know were there, some good, some bad. I never would have imagined in a million years that we would end up together, we were just too.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/katherinemb5/1710334/ Don’t compliment my appearanceDo not tell me that I am prettyDo not tell me I’ve got the most beautiful eyesDon’tThose words mean nothingFull of emptiness How superficial you make me feel, telling me those thingsDon’t you realize there is more to me than what meets the e.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/katherinemb5/1710328/ About five months agoI couldn’t imagine life without youI looked at you as the greatest thing to have happened to meI looked at you through my young, innocent eyesAnd i never would have thoughtEven for a secondThat you could bring any harm to meYou had me blinded.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/katherinemb5/1708321/ Showing emotion does not make me weakBeing scared does not make me immatureDon’t you dare try to tell me that I am “weak minded” Don’t you dare try to make me feel like these things are myfaultDo you think I asked to feel everything so deeply?Do you thin.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/katherinemb5/1707136/ The ideas of peoplearound me have been drilled into my head from when I was young They were forced upon me and I had no idea there were otherways of seeing thingsI would get so angry seeing people DrinkSmoke Be openly homosexualAnything I had been told was wrong.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/katherinemb5/1707117/ It’s been 7 months without youThat's 222 days without you hereAnd each of them has hurt worse than the lastI have learned to live without youWithout your sweet voiceWithout your meaningful adviceWithout your arms to run to whenever something went wrongBut I will never.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/katherinemb5/1707038/ My love for you is constantly growingGrowing like grass underneath the sunniest skyBuilding like snow atop the highest mountainRushing like the waters in a downhill streamEvery word you speakSteals mine right from my mouthEvery look you giveGives my heart reason to skip.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/katherinemb5/1706978/ I’ve been thinking a lot latelyI’ve been thinking about life who I am what I want to domy passionand my purpose It’s all a bit overwhelmingI know I’m young and I shouldn’t have all this figured outyet but not knowing bothers meI need to.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/katherinemb5/1706936/ Feelings are rather peculiar, don’t you think? How do these chemicals running through my body cause suchreal hurt and such pure joy?  Where do feelings take place anyhow? Some may say in thebrainor in the heartBut when I feelI feel everywhereI feel happiness from the top of my he.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/katherinemb5/1706911/