http://slow.writerscafe.org/Ruben%20Dias The original writings of author Ruben Dias en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776033708 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Every day, he wakes up and searchFor his soul mate to be there with him.And every day, his heart just breaks,Cause he know she isn’t there, and she never been.He stands up and looks back at the bed,And wonders if she is having a good night.Looks on the cell phone and ch.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ruben-Dias/780849/ I know all those angels in the sky.They are jealous of you.I know them all, because I ask them every dayto take care of you. They are jealous of your shine,Of your beauty,They wish they were like you, flawless,But that can only be you. The angels are.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ruben-Dias/748627/ I just felt like writing this. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ruben-Dias/718888/ I’m lying here in my bed, trying to get her out of my head.But I can’t.My thoughts are filled with images of her, What would it be if it was different, if we were close…But we aren’t.Every heartbeat, I feel her here,And every heartbeat, I get a wound .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ruben-Dias/700002/ In those lonely nights,Those nightswhere I fight demons,I fight mythoughts and my mind.There’s nohope, There’s nolight.And the airstarts to dry,Thedarkness covers the sky.And there’sno one that can save me.It’s afight I need to .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ruben-Dias/685293/ I’m walking alone, in the darkest of the nightsAnd I’m not sure where I’m going.My feet feel heavy, my breath sounds tired.The terrain gets more and more difficult.But I’m walking. I won’t give up now… I see a silhouette in the di.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ruben-Dias/662550/ Hearing the music you sent especially to me, seeing thephotos where I wish I could be. I’m Staring at my phone, waiting for a call. Imiss you. The ceiling of my bedroom, I know all the details. I stareat it, and I think of you, in my bed. I wish you could be here with me.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ruben-Dias/650594/ Did it for a very special person... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ruben-Dias/645890/ A special poem. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ruben-Dias/638933/ Theres a Girl in the Royal Garden,That lived through undreds of lives.She has experienced the century's And have the taste of them allOver her body.So many Painters have seen her.They drew the details of her skin in some paper,But she was never the main character of the painting.They never.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ruben-Dias/636776/ Yeah, she took it all away.And I could see it coming,But,you know, I was kinda blind,Kinda addicted as in dope or wine.Now there's nothing left here.I'm not being the victim,I am the murderer.My feelings are fading out,My emoticons are slipping away,And there's nothing here.There is no pain,and i do.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ruben-Dias/636276/ How am I?I changed a lot, since you left my world.I'm lighter, and I'm emptier,I'm a little less blind, and a little less crazy.But I'm a little more scared, and a litle more sceptic.There is always a time for you, though.A time to think about the past and smile smoothly,A time to think about the pr.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ruben-Dias/636274/