http://slow.writerscafe.org/gcoggins924 The original writings of author Grace Coggins en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776031750 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Sequel to Her (more or less). http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gcoggins924/1987208/ Two friends race against time to find each other, before a crazed girl finds them first. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gcoggins924/1985893/ One boy alone in the middle of winter http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gcoggins924/1985073/ Sometimes, all you can do is wish them the best and move on with your life http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gcoggins924/1982526/ I don't ever want to fall in loveBecause my heart couldn't take the painOf waking up one day and finding that I wasn't good enoughOr that I'm not their whole world like they are mineOr that what I feel is unrequitedMy heart couldn't take that riskOf lying shattered on the floorOf laying awake, alone.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gcoggins924/1981216/ She may be your princess, but I am still the goddamn Queen. You vie for her hand, but it is by mine that the world keeps turning. I am Helen of Troy, my beauty alone can launch a thousand ships. I am Elizabeth or Victoria, the longest reigning queen this world has ever seen. I am mighty and pow.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gcoggins924/1980791/ Loving you was amazing, but being loved by you was the epitome of a fulfilled life.  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gcoggins924/1980782/ It took me too long to realize thatbeing kind, compassionate, understanding, and sympathetic is considered aweakness. Showing any kind of emotion is a weakness. That’s how people weaselin and break your heart. That’s how you end up crying alone in your room whilehe moves on to an.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gcoggins924/1979051/ You want a war. I don't want to fight.All I want is to be left alone.I've laid my armor down at your feet.I stand before you, waving my white flag while screaming "surrender!", yet you can't seem to hear nor see me.And on goes this war.Maybe if my blood stains your hands, then you'll finally see, th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gcoggins924/1977959/ Bluewas my favorite color. It was the color of the sky, the ocean, the infinite.But most of all, it was the color of your eyes. I could always get lost in thatcolor, your eyes that is. Butsomehow, you’ve stolen the beauty from the color blue. I see blue and Iremember just how man.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gcoggins924/1977567/  Somewhereout there tonight, there is a boy looking into her eyes trying to memorizetheir colors, because forgetting the kaleidoscope colors of mine is harder thanhe thought it would be.Somewhereout there tonight, there is a boy half listening to her tell him all the wayshe ma.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gcoggins924/1976992/ She went missing five years ago, and only he knows where to find her. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gcoggins924/1975541/