http://slow.writerscafe.org/kittycoffee The original writings of author Katryna Warnelis en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776026590 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 If I were to lose you at any time in any hour of day in any week, month, or year, I'd lose my mind. Literally. It would walk off and never return to me again unless you came back. You hold the key to everything; my happiness, my sanity. The last thing I'm trying to do is scare you, but this is somet.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kittycoffee/755548/ Every morning, I wake up wishing you were beside me, but every morning, all that I end up next to is the pillow your head would rest on and the blankets your body would lie beneath. And if you were here right now, we’d stay in bed for hours just talking about the future and dreaming up fantasi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kittycoffee/732916/ I didn’t think it was possible to ever love you any more than I do now, but with every word that comes out of your mouth and every breath you breathe, I can’t help but look at you and question where you were all my life, why I didn’t have you sooner, because from the moment I met y.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kittycoffee/718214/ When I look at you, I don’t see the past; I don’t see the mistakes I’ve made, or the people who’ve hurt me, and I don’t feel the pain I’ve once felt. When I look at you, I see the future, our future, and maybe I’m crazy, but I know there’s so.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kittycoffee/680250/ When I give you my heart, I'll have put it in a plain brown shoebox with one red ribbon tied around it, because it's not the outside that really matters, it's the inside; if it's love, it's love, and nobody else has to believe it or feel it but you and me. When I give you my heart, I want you to hap.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kittycoffee/676132/ I just hope we can make this last, if not forever, for a long time. Actually, no. I hope we can make this last forever. I want to know it’s possible. I want to know it can happen, and watch it happen, and feel it happen, and I want it to happen with you, because you’re the only one I hav.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kittycoffee/671911/ Fingers, palms, knuckles, nails. Hands. Yours and mine, together; intertwined until it feels as though they’ve meshed into one. Comfortable. Content. Absolutely perfect. And perfect isn’t quite even the right word, which is definitely saying something since perfect is, well, perfect.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kittycoffee/668113/ The most amazing moment of my day is when I kiss your cheek and all I see is your lips curve into a smile, and not a big smile, but a smile that tells me you genuinely enjoy my lips against you and the feeling it gives, and knowing that makes me feel like I really am doing something right. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kittycoffee/668112/ I just want to make you happy. I want to put you before myself and my precious time and go out of my way for you, because it’s really not precious or in a different direction at all. I want to do little things for you every now and then, like bring you a Monster or a Dr. Pepper or buy you some.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kittycoffee/668111/ I don’t know what the future has in store for us, but I can really see us going somewhere; somewhere lovely. A place where the weather is always nice, and the sun sets beautifully. A place where we’re always happy, and time together is endless. Somewhere we feel infinite, where our minds.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kittycoffee/668109/ Love isn’t always anything fancy. It isn’t always as bright as a full moon at night or as beautiful as the sun rising above the sea. Love is unexpected and unpredictable and chaotic, yet absolutely beautiful, that you just can’t help but give the key to your heart. The love I feel .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kittycoffee/668108/ Hold me closer, breathe me in. Don’t let go just yet; it’s much too soon. Not even the loudest clap of thunder could tear me away from you. Not even a prick, a poke, a shock could ever move me, ‘cause your body’s electric, darling, and your energy is coursing through my veins.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kittycoffee/668106/ and I don’t mean simply know you like I know anyone else, because I already do. I want to know you deeply, truly, and passionately. I want to know you inside and out, through and through. I want to know you like my own skin and bones. I want to know you like the back of my hand and the palm of.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kittycoffee/668105/ I wanna cuddle with you for hours and hours in your bed, talking about friendships and relationships and the past and the future and us. I wanna make too much noise in your kitchen while getting the spicy nacho flavored doritos and kiwi strawberry capri suns. I wanna play nazi zombies with you and g.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kittycoffee/668104/ When my lips brush against yours, it’s like I have an incontrollable urge to speak, but I can’t. Though, all I can think about is how much I want to tell you how beautiful your heart is. I see reds, pinks, and purples, all meshed in one, but I think you’re golden. I see you, and I .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kittycoffee/668103/ And what a glorious thing it would be; entering a room, the sound of my feet pattering on the floor of the stage that’s surrounded by an endless amount of faces and hands and, suddenly, screams, yells, “I love you”s fulfill my ears, and I cry. What used to be a passion, a dream tha.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kittycoffee/668102/ It’s beautiful how even in the darkest of times, when everything may seem dead or nonexistent or invisible, there’s always some sort of light that appears and brightens up your whole world for you. All you couldn’t see before is now right before your eyes and you can’t help b.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kittycoffee/668101/