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			<title>The maybe ex...</title>
			<description>Who are you in my life? You were always a maybe- a maybe ex- if we had dated. That's the strange thing about us, we never dated but we go way back. We go back in time to a place where our relationship doesn't have a name. You are that one person I can't stop talking to, the one person who always com..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stych/2061103/</link>
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			<title>One sided.</title>
			<description>Is it just me who thinks about you everyday? Am I the only one who remembers. I remember everything as if it was yesterday and I want to believe you do too. I really want that but I know it isn&amp;rsquo;t. I have tears in my eyes right now thinking about how much you actually care. It&amp;rsquo;s been days..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stych/2058535/</link>
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			<title>It felt all natural</title>
			<description>Can you remember the times we dreamed of holding each other and kissing as if  nothingelse mattered.I remember the times we actually did talk about it and  wished it could have been true. When I asked you what it is you wanted to do  before you die, like your ultimate dream you answered &quot; To k..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stych/2058421/</link>
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			<title>A day of surprises</title>
			<description>Who would have thought, that day would be everything which was never planned or dreamed of. But it did happen and I'm still trying to figure out how to move on with that. Should I completely regret it or think of it as a distant sweet memory. The latter seems impossible because as of now my world ha..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stych/2056169/</link>
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			<title>The dream that came true</title>
			<description>And finally it happened. That was a story I only dreamed of. You coming back for me. Even when I didn&amp;rsquo;t want you to come back for me you still came because you knew I needed your.&amp;nbsp;You came to pick me up and as soon as I got in you demanded that kiss on the cheek which I readily gave you. ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stych/2054462/</link>
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			<title>Yet We dream</title>
			<description>You ask me if i want to go back in time, and without hesitation i tell you i do. Because that is the truth i want to go back in time and see for myself if it would have all worked out. You tell me it would have worked out and the only reason it didn't in the the first place was because of wrong timi..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stych/2030718/</link>
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			<title>Mind talks</title>
			<description>Whenever we meet I feel that connection between us, that friction that only we feel and see unknown to anyone else. If an outside observes us I don't think they will catch it because it is felt not seen.I feel your eyes on me when I'm not looking and I know you feel it too. The secret glances we..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stych/1961024/</link>
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			<title>We can't</title>
			<description>All this time you've been saying you'll come and see me but you never did. And I knew you never would until today. Because today you did. When you ask me shall I turn I say of course you won't and you say, you know that I can and I say, yes you can but I don't want you to turn back. But today yo..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stych/1954783/</link>
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			<title>What hurts the most!</title>
			<description>You still say you love me. Why do you still say you do? We never said it out loud all this time and now suddenly you want to? I honestly do not know what to believe should I believe my ears or what my gut says. But my gut keeps changing sides because sometimes I feel all fuzzy inside and I know you ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stych/1954502/</link>
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			<title>That choice</title>
			<description>Why do we always end up there?Why we went wrong all these years ago?You always bring up our past even after all these years even after so much have changed which we can't change back you still keep reminding me and bringing up, how it could have been. And like the fool I am, I imagine what you..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stych/1954492/</link>
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			<title>Brokenness is her thing.</title>
			<description>She used to dream of him often,And always she remembers it by morning.The mornings are spent thinking about him andtrying to analyze everything.In truth, she sees him regularly because he is always on her mind.No matter how hard she tries she just can't get him out of her mind.She always wonder if h..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stych/1948743/</link>
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			<title>That person</title>
			<description>That boy who goes unseen</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stych/1948703/</link>
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			<title>Holding on</title>
			<description>I am acting against my better judgement when it comes to you.&amp;nbsp;I have always been in control and never had to check myself twice,But with you i feel so helpless and clueless as to what i should do.&amp;nbsp;You have me feeling like a stupid teenager, Always hoping for more.I know the summer days are..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stych/1837854/</link>
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			<title>A life of purpose</title>
			<description>She does not worry so much,&amp;nbsp;She loves to live a life full of purpose.Her only dream was to travel the world,&amp;nbsp;To put as much as stamps on her book.She always said;&quot;If i had enough money you will never see me again&quot;She wanted to lead a simple lifeA life free of worry.She tied living by The s..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stych/1829855/</link>
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			<title>Longing....</title>
			<description>He doesn't know about the hours in bed she spends long into the night thinking where she went wrong? What happened between them that she has to feel this way. He doesn't even have second thoughts when he thinks about the other girl. While she is thinking of him he is thinking about that other girl w..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stych/1829399/</link>
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			<title>Staring souls</title>
			<description>I wanted him to look backAnd after the longest second he did.That moment our eyes met,&amp;nbsp;It was as if nothing else mattered.As if we were in our own little bubbleI still remember the radio buzzing in the background,The horns tooting and people walking past usI remember as if it happened a moment ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stych/1829001/</link>
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			<title>What if?</title>
			<description>Everytime I remember you I think about what could have been,I can't help but wonderWhat if's is a constant reminder of how things could have been.I honestly don't know.I liked you then, I like you know.But is that enough?We always enjoyed each others company but,Is that all that we w..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stych/1828285/</link>
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			<title>loving can hurt.</title>
			<description>We got talking awkward at first with a lot of staring across the table but after a while, we were what we usually are. You were holding my hand across the table and i let you. I don't know why, I know i should know better but it felt only natural. You were pretty insistent about me coming and sittin..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stych/1827516/</link>
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			<title>Let me go....</title>
			<description>Let me golet go of me....Don't make me hope for the next time i see you.I keep hoping that today you will talk to me but you don't,it's like i'm not even on your mind.Whenever you are with me you only hope you are elsewhere.Anywhere but here.You don't have to say it in so many words, i know when you..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stych/1827412/</link>
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			<title>Always will....</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;I will always love you. You will move on and so will i.&amp;nbsp;Years from now i know i wont hear your voice at the other end of the phone,or hear your croaky laughter,&amp;nbsp;or would not hear you singing along to the songs playing in the background.&amp;nbsp;but that's ok.&amp;nbsp;In truth we were somet..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stych/1826631/</link>
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