http://slow.writerscafe.org/mkiwriting The original writings of author Chris en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775967564 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Dear U.I must be a trully strange person. A Disney classic started on the telly and I couldn't help myself and ponder about the makers. As their names scrolled by I wondered how many of them is alive. Such a odd think to think. That all of these people that created something that might have influe.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mkiwriting/1991271/ Dear U.I was standing today in a dark room with only two manikins for company. Don't ask how I ended up there. One have to start from the bottom to build yourself up. Right? Anyway. I have been a bit in that room almost every night this past week. At first I was so terrified that I couldn't really.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mkiwriting/1987138/ Dear UHow cold and empty everything seem. I can hardly watch the news without feeling heartbroken. Maybe I'm oversensitive. I guess so. Ignorance is trully bliss. I really feel like things were better ten years ago. I guess they weren't. I just didn't know about it. Sometimes I just want to close .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mkiwriting/1975470/ A resting spot for wandering souls. A tired song long forgotten.Whispered words of the unsaid.So many stories. So many fates.Just as important to one as to the other.See me, know me, feel me.The endless songs of the birds dosn't feel too far away. Did you trust them? Did you sing as well.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mkiwriting/1973966/ You may be all that you wished forYou may be all that you could dreamBut who is it really that you see in themirrorWho is it really that you need to answerforDo you still rememberWhat did the shadow doIf they grab you and rip you to pieces. Could you pick yourself.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mkiwriting/1971764/ Dear U.How small and yet how big a second seems. How time can be fast and still so slow. A wish, a thought. Nothing. I guess it dosn't make any sense again. It doesn’t to me neither. It doesn’t make any sense that we have to be apart. What evil or injustice did I commit since I cannot .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mkiwriting/1969929/ They are scattered all over my path as flower pedals for a returning emperor. But now return is written here. But the end. A end of one year. And even if the sweet smell of decomposing tells a tail of one end making way for new beginnings. The end is all there is to see. A cold breeze that chills no.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mkiwriting/1967219/ Dear UHow can one in just words describe how their heart feels like? I wish I was as more well spoken. That I could tell you excatly what I think. But then again, I don't even know you. How can I then speak to you? I still have nothing important to say. But can't stop writing. Like my brain speaks.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mkiwriting/1964373/ Dear U. It is getting colder. As Am I. I can't remember any more when the last time I laughed was. I look at the news and not a single emotion comes over me. I am numb. How can I still dream and wish t see your face when my heart is slowly and painfully dying? Would it ever be fair to you if you met.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mkiwriting/1960434/ Dear U.Why is it so hard to transfer your emotions to words? Why does it always evade me? I try so hard to let them out but worry that all I do is bury them deeper. Try so hard to find a way to express it but no. Somehow.. It is like they become bigger and bigger.. Untill they just.. Swallow you u.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mkiwriting/1954823/ A breath buring in my chest. Thoughts of what never was. Trembling on my fingertips. Chilling like the wind through my soul. Dark as the pits that is my eyes.Just one thing remains.Why. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mkiwriting/1952172/ Dear U.I haven't written in a while. But only because it is so hard. I keep telling myself that I will be happy as long as you are happy. But I guess I was lying. How could I ever be happy if I'm not with you? My whole being longs to be next to you and wishes that the next corner I pass will have .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mkiwriting/1949951/ To wish for someone who miss you when you leave.And remeber who you are.One who whispers your name with a smile.And tremble at your touch.Who keeps you strong.And supports you when you're not.Who always say the right thing.Even when they are not.With a smile that warms your soul.An.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mkiwriting/1944890/ Dear U. How dull the world seems when I don't have you around to talk to. Nothing seems important. No matter how hard I try I just constantly feel like failing. Even when I'm not. Stupid. The logical side of me finds it patetic, to need to have someone else to justify yourself. To need someone to .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mkiwriting/1944462/ I wish you could see what was hidden.The soft breeze that colour the plain in a million diffrent shades. A single drop of water, frozen in time. A leaf, falling so perfectly it breaks your heart.The forest of dreams whispers your name.Soft it flies forward, gently it is pronounced.A brea.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mkiwriting/1943702/ Dear U.Mature. What is that really? I mean who can mature if one does not ever get the possibility to experience that which you wish to mature in. If you never experience love for example. Then how can you ever be mature about it. I do envy all those people who seems to fall in love once a year. O.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mkiwriting/1941282/ A soft whisper, trembling.A wish, never ending.To capture it in the swipe of a hand.And hold it forever.Possebly, but never maybe.Away, but never apart.Trusting yourself to find the way.And walk it.To see, but be blind.Hear in complete silence.An idea, a thought, a word.Hol.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mkiwriting/1939480/ Dear U.I do wonder. Would it be better to meet you or not? Because to meet you and not be with you could be too much to bare.Then is it better to never meet? So that my fantasy of you will always be warm and comforting. That I always have someone to talk to, to rely on. It is stupid. You would j.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mkiwriting/1939134/ Dear U.I guess I am movie damaged when it comes to relationships. I just look at the people around me and think. I want to think "Just knew it. Knew it the first time I touched her" or " he will hear my call from a mile away, and hum my favorite tune." thinking back at it, it does sound crazy. Hav.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mkiwriting/1938119/ Dear U.I really wish I had you to lean on. I'm going through a storm right now and just feel tossed from side to side. I worry about my behaviour not being the best. I want to be kind, smart and caring. But I am not. I hate lies, and still I do. I fear I am a really mean person. And if you knew me.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mkiwriting/1937461/ Dear U.What kind of movies do you like? I do like many types except from horror movies. They just gives me nightmares. But in a way, if I had nightmares I would have an excuse to cuddle up close to you all the time. Which doesn't sound to bad to me. Would you be annoyed if I was too klingy? Well i.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mkiwriting/1936383/ Dear U. How strange it is. To write like this. Not expecting a response, but never stop hoping as well. The hope gives way to disappointment, then bounces back to hope. A roller-coaster of emotions which probably isn't good for me. I guess in a way I'm a masochist. But I rather hurt myself than an.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mkiwriting/1935757/ The following days she kept going to thesmithy and when her Master suggested she took over the apprentice room he hadshe agreed happily. His wife was at first doubtful about her but then shebecame fond of Kat and kept taking out her hair out of her pony tail andputting it in a braid. Kat.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mkiwriting/1935586/ They both woke up late the next morning andas they walked out to the common room there were a lot of clothes there andthey were told to change since their normal ones would raise so much questions.The doctor that was looking at Kat’s foot told her. -They told us to rest todayand we.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mkiwriting/1935585/ Kathrine walked down the hallway while shelooked worried around. This work opportunity had been rare and her father hadmentioned that this time she better keep the job since he wouldn’t help heranymore if she didn’t. She was a bit nervous over that but then twitched hershould.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mkiwriting/1935584/ Woman lost in fantasy world. trying to cope with different views and thoughts. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mkiwriting/1935579/ A word thunders in my heart.A whisper, almost without thought.This is you.Even thou I see.I scream out this is not me.I will not give in.Your words break my skin.Stumbling I try to find my way.Lost forever.Like a lantern floting without a goal.A thin wind catches me.Tossed arou.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mkiwriting/1935313/ Dear U. I had a dream about you. It was just so simple. We were going inside a store to shop food. I seemed so happy as I grabbed your hand and leaned on your sholder as you held a shopping basket in your other hand. I remeber saying that you had warm hands but not what you responded. Then I woke up.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mkiwriting/1934888/ Dear U.I have heard it said that we all get born and die alone, and everything in-between is just static. I don't really know what to think about that. In a way it is right, but at the same time it is completely wrong as well. Even if you have no friends or family there is always someone who get a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mkiwriting/1934535/ Dear U.Have you ever been stuck out walking in the evening by staring at the stars, thinking that they are so beautiful you almost would cry? It is a bit silly I guess. I mean they are just balls of gas far away from here and shouldn't be called beautiful since in all fairness, they aren't really vi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mkiwriting/1933514/ Dear U.It is strange, isn't it? To feel like you belong with someone. I have heard so many people talk about love at first sight and how they were crazy in love. But never have I felt like that. Maybe if I met you I would. Maybe then, for the first time, I get to feel how it is to be whole. To fee.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mkiwriting/1932979/ Dear UAnd here I am writing to you again. Silly, silly, silly. And still. It isthe only thing Ihave to feel somewhat close to you. Stupid I guess, not silly. But well, Ihave never claimed to be the fastest horse in the stable. I guess that is alright. I have a vivid imagination at least, so in a w.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mkiwriting/1931177/ Dear UIt is strange. Have you ever heard Edith Piaf's song Non, je ne regrette rien? I can't understand most of the words except the chorus. I regret nothing. But it still speaks to me. It still makes me close my eyes and smile everytime I hear it. But I don't, I regret so much in my life. There a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mkiwriting/1930937/ I am insecure and wounded.Trying my best every time just to fail.Looking for my own light but getting lost.Your words keep stabbing me.I tumble down on my knees.Bloody and ripped I cry out my pain.Dark thoughts tumble around in my head.I don’t hear you anymore. .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mkiwriting/1930708/ Dear UI do wonder if you are happy. Maybe you are happy with someone else right now. The thought makes me both sad and happy. I of course want you to smile, but I want to be the one making you smile. I guess that is greedy of me. Clinging on to something like this, with no hope of ever changing. I.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mkiwriting/1930694/ Dear UI saw a woman yesterday who was reading a book while walking. She made me smile. To be that lost in the words she is reading. What kind of book do you like? I would love to discuss literature and movies with you. I am really corny. All my ideas of the perfect romance includes a lot of talkin.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mkiwriting/1930220/ Dear U.Sometimes I feel so useless. I guess it is bad to view yourself like that. But I just feel like, in most cases in my life, that I can be easily replaced. That it don't matter who is there. It is a bit stupid I guess to write about that like this. Whining in letters. I can't help it thou. Ev.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mkiwriting/1929876/ Gone but home.Away but right here.You think you see me.But I am not there.I have never been.I got lost a long time ago.Constantly seeking for something I don't know.Trying to remember who I was before it all.Was I ever there at all?Or has my mask been on too long?The long dark ev.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mkiwriting/1929693/ Dear U.I guess it is strange, writing like this. I know you probably never will read this. And still I write. Hope is the last that dies. I guess it dies slowly and painfully as well. What does one write in a letter? Have you ever seen Practical Magic? It's one of my favourite movies. In one scene.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mkiwriting/1929675/