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		<description>The original writings of author Airabella</description>
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			<title>What Did I Do?</title>
			<description>I know you think i did you wrong. And that we would be friends.&amp;nbsp;But we don't even talk anymore. Assumptions were made and feelings were hurt.I messed something up I didn't intend. I see you a lot actually. Seems like more nowthan before. I cried the first few times. I wish you knew what goes on..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aw5601go2boss/2038582/</link>
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			<title>Your best</title>
			<description>Sometimes your best just isn't enough for people. Sometimes you have to do a whole 360for them to love you. If that's the case, they don't deserve you. Maybe you can even ask&amp;nbsp;yourself if they really love you. You shouldn't have to change who you are for someone else's liking.&amp;nbsp;You're perfec..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aw5601go2boss/2038579/</link>
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			<title>What Is Love?</title>
			<description>Love is more than a feeling. It's a choice. Growing up for my first 9yrs in a home with very little signs of love, makes you wonder why love looks so different from someone else view. Different people have different view on what love is or looks like. Some people mistake love as a &quot;mushy, gushy, and..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aw5601go2boss/2016148/</link>
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			<title>learn a lesson </title>
			<description>Don't forget your past, learn from it.&amp;nbsp;Don't do the same stupid thing over and over again and expect a different result or outcome.&amp;nbsp;That's insanity. No matter how many times someone has hurt you, remember, you are loved somewhere.&amp;nbsp;We all make mistakes. But doing, acting, being, sharin..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aw5601go2boss/2008890/</link>
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			<title>What Will Stay</title>
			<description>I still sit in the corner, where all my tears leave my eyes.&amp;nbsp;Finding comfort in the feelings that are swallowing me.My skin turns cold with no one to sit by or talk to.&amp;nbsp;My face loses color and feeling. As if in the cold.I'm starving to be noticed, to be asked if i'm ok.I can't take this mu..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aw5601go2boss/1996846/</link>
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			<title>Past and Present</title>
			<description>I loved you because you actually put effort into me.I loved you because nobody in my life has ever given me the love that you gave meand you are the only one that can ever love me that way.I loved you because you always made me feel like I was worth something.I loved you because you have a nurturing..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aw5601go2boss/1996250/</link>
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			<title>Afraid</title>
			<description>I'm so afraid. The silence is so loud it hurts my ears.&amp;nbsp;The darkness is so bright it blinds me.&amp;nbsp;I was scared of a heart I couldn't silence.&amp;nbsp;Now, I'm afraid of it never waking up.&amp;nbsp;Depression beats at my door in the most unwanted times.&amp;nbsp;In the corner I will sit and count all t..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aw5601go2boss/1994776/</link>
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			<title>From Me to You</title>
			<description>I heard love is dangerous and once you fall you never get enough.I'm about to give you my heart but remember, I've been hurt before.I think I found someone I can finally adore.&amp;nbsp;You're the one I'm giving my heart to but, I have to be the only one.&amp;nbsp;Don't hurt me, and don't use me. The though..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aw5601go2boss/1994381/</link>
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			<title>Only You</title>
			<description>You broke my heart in the sweetest way.You reassured me that my fears will come true.&amp;nbsp;Bittersweet memories of us still play in my head.2 brown eyes and a beautiful twisted smile once mine.&amp;nbsp;You have always had the power to make me feel 100 feelings at once.On my knees, I beg you to never le..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aw5601go2boss/1982654/</link>
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			<title>Beneath The Surface</title>
			<description>I see you. Your body parallel to mine. So far yet so close. You look at me, undoubtedly undressing me with your swaying gaze. I step you you and you follow. You lift one hand to push away the strand of hair that has found its way in my sight. As your fingers leave my hair, you trace the outline of m..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aw5601go2boss/1977322/</link>
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			<title>Mismo</title>
			<description>HER: Why do I waste my time looking through old conversations of what use to be? I mean, In the end everything is still the same. Nothing changes. i can't go back in time and make it better. Maybe I could've asked less questions. Maybe I could've stopped being jealous all the time. If only he knew h..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aw5601go2boss/1976233/</link>
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			<title>You Should Know</title>
			<description>You thought I never knew. You thought I never saw.&amp;nbsp;But who are you to judge what young eyes see?&amp;nbsp;Who are you to go around with people as if I no longerexisted? You were suppose to be there for me; take&amp;nbsp;care of me; watch over me; love me. But you didn't.You were too busy caught up in y..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aw5601go2boss/1976166/</link>
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			<title>Moved On</title>
			<description>It's hard seeing you move on&amp;nbsp;With not even a few days apart.I can see in you that what was onceIs no longer, along with no spark.You still reassure me of many thingsBut when you left you also took my wings.So i sit here, with my pillow to cry,knowing forever that I can't fly.You gave me things ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aw5601go2boss/1975745/</link>
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			<title>Something That Was Mine</title>
			<description>I don't want this. I don't want the people who were once part of my life to be gone.I understand I made the mistake of leaving them in hopes of something different. I&amp;nbsp;was wrong. What I thought was something different has left me too. Scared to death.To the point where I am afraid to let someone..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aw5601go2boss/1975686/</link>
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			<title>The little Girl in the Over-sized Shirt</title>
			<description>I can hear things. Voices whispering. Too quiet to make out whatthey are saying clearly. I hear crying but see no one. How can this be? If oneis to see and hear, but really cannot see, how are they to really trust anyone?I isolate myself from people, but the voices only get clearer.&amp;nbsp;Why..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aw5601go2boss/1975446/</link>
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			<title>comfortably numb </title>
			<description>I feel so many feelings, yet I feel nothing.I use to hate this feeling, but then again, how do I&amp;nbsp;know how I felt if I couldn't feel anything?I could say only so much for you to understand the way&amp;nbsp;it all makes me feel. But in the end, it's all justnumb.You want to understand? Well, that's y..</description>
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