http://slow.writerscafe.org/IsabellaNickole The original writings of author Isabella en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776252705 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I know I've experienced these types of feelings beforeBut once they've faded, it's like a forgotten memoryHowever, once they come back for someone knew, it's scaryI know I don't stand a chance Yet I can't help myself from feeling this wayIt's like when you are on a diet and you know you ca.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/IsabellaNickole/2096048/ My heart aches and my head feels heavyMy mind is going 100 miles an hourIs it worth it?More like, "Am I worth it?"Uncapping  the bottle and pouring a handful I watch as my hand shakes while I grab the glassMy breathing is steadyPlacing the handful in my mouth takes no forceAn ounce of.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/IsabellaNickole/2096047/ Will it ever be enough?How do you know?How can you know?Sometimes, it may not seem enoughNo matter what you do or sayThe feeling of never satisfying anyoneWhat are you suppose to do?You want more than anything to be enoughEspecially for a certain someoneLord knows what it's likeTo be someone's world.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/IsabellaNickole/2096044/ I love you so much that I've forgotten what it's like to hate myselfYou've taught me how to love againEven though I thought I would never experience itAll these new feelings are scary But are easier to face with you by my sideEmotions so strong that they overwhelm sometimesYet you hold me upKee.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/IsabellaNickole/2096043/ He plans on leavingTaking his heart with him onto the battlefieldWhat will happen out there?All the dangers that he can't be shielded fromThe sleepless nights filled with bombs and bulletsYet, what will happen to her?All the nights that are filled with sobbing and the endless thoughts of the possibi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/IsabellaNickole/1904862/ Gunshots fill her earsThe trumpets loud and prideHonoring this gracious soldier's lifeHer tears are present as she holds the dark rose to her heart'Why did this have to happen to me?', she thinks as they lower her one and only into the groundAll her hopes and dreams of their future together ruined d.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/IsabellaNickole/1904858/ Life is like a bookIt's a long journey Filled with emotions and facesCharacter after characterRoad after roadThis journey we embark upon is one of the many adventures to comeLife lessons are taughtLife lessons are learnedBe we choose how we take themNegative or positiveEither way, something kno.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/IsabellaNickole/1837769/ A salty dropCold or warmIt falls down your face as you let it outThe fear The sadnessThe tearsThey always have a reasonEvery single oneThey fall just as fast as your hopesAs do they crash to the groundA salty dropCold or warmFalls down your faceAs you let the sadness take over http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/IsabellaNickole/1837759/ Green eyesThey always make me fall harder every time I look into themTwo beautiesYet, they hide something deep withinMystery?Passion?Hatred?All of the above?Perhaps, it's nothingJust a deep pair of emerald jewels that have captivated me in some wayPulled me in Those eyes always seem to amaze me.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/IsabellaNickole/1837757/ The colors of the sun riseRed OrangePinkThese so-called colors represent "love"But the real question is:What is love?Some say it's an expressionOthers say it's an actionBut love is a feelingAn emotionLove is when you'd give up everything, including your life, for someoneIt's when you would do a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/IsabellaNickole/1837756/ Never again will I trust youI hurt youYou hurt meBruises and cuts all overMy breath was always caught in my throatAs if we were on a sinking boatAbout to drownWords were saidTrust was brokenBut...it's okayMy life-line is no longer trappedLet out and in the openBreath of relief...Now I can breathe ag.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/IsabellaNickole/1837754/