http://slow.writerscafe.org/amyeleen The original writings of author pterodactyl en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775986655 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Cover up my eyes and speak those three words that make me weak I called upon you once, its true to bring about those feelings- new. What is one to ever do,I must be a tremendous fool. please tell me its not too late this moment here, will seal our fate/ do you beleive in fatemust we diliberate???? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/amyeleen/2034440/ You brush away love like it's cold. I'm left grasping     at the shell of the person you abandoned. Dig down deep past those      vacant eyes to see     this love isn't fleeting. Buried underneath, I catch your fireflies while you sleep; Li.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/amyeleen/2034436/ She often wonders why the sun isn't rising for her-while failing to see that the stars are shining their brightest. The moon kisses the ground at her feet but she only feels the bitter night air whipping her skin.Hopefully, one day she'll realize her worth- building within-to love completely effortl.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/amyeleen/2034430/ Do you remember that moment? The moment that you first really knew     you loved herWas it the first time that she spilled her heart out to you, soul open and naked-Or when you first realized you could      lose her?Maybe it was somewhere in-between .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/amyeleen/2034426/      "Do you believe in soulmates?" Brandy asked pushing her salad around with her fork.      I was never sure the answer to that question. Part of me always believed that everyone got one shot at true love. You know the kind of love that makes your pulse race.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/amyeleen/2016862/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/amyeleen/2016860/ My postpartum body doesn't feel quite the same. The skin I was used to has loosened ever so slightly in the strangest of ways. My belly, once a home for you;I have the scars and stretch marks to prove it. My stomach easily bloatsand my breasts are no longer mine-they belong to you too.What else have.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/amyeleen/2015179/