http://slow.writerscafe.org/Ennay_ The original writings of author Ennay en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776134821 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15  The Line______________You would never cross the line.Never admit the truth to what's going on behind that fake smile of yours.But I knew.I always knew the truth.It's just part of how I am.I know things about people that they don't want to admit to themselves.It's just that lately, I've held ba.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ennay_/2934993/ Detached______________________I can't do this anymore. I'm hardly even breathing correctly anymore.Feeling pieces of myself drift away each and every day.I hoped I was wrong and that it wasn't true.But I'm too hurt to care anymore.I knew better.Everyone told me it wasn't right.I shouldn't have .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ennay_/2934977/ I left with many unsaid words.I wanted to tell you each and every one of them.But I always grew too nervous.Too scared that I could ruin what I had with you.And then I did.Now I sit on the bus.Watching as the sun rises.Through my blurred vision.And lately I had been distancing myself.Without even re.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ennay_/2930939/ I am the worst person that I know. I’m a liar.And I’ll tell everyone what they want to hear.Just so that I can pass from underneath their eyes.My friends think that I am one of the smartest people that they know.And I let them think that.I do whatever I can to make sure it stays tha.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ennay_/2930936/ How am I so dumb?In your eyes.I fantasize.A world lived without you.But nevermind.Because how could I live without you?I played by the river.With the rocks and stones.I sang.To the birds that listened real closely.They were calling out to me.A warning I didn't understand at the time.And as I grew ol.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ennay_/2928427/ Do you even have a clue?The words that people say to you.People like me.We’re frauds.Liars.We can barely tell ourselves the truth.That it was possible for us.To ever love someone.Because we were never meant for love.So many things I think about.How I value being alone.And never having children.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ennay_/2928425/ "Cause deep down, I know I’ll never write another love song, xause I’d have to think ‘bout you." http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ennay_/2926430/ These poems mirror each other.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ennay_/2924243/ Chapter OneJune It was freezing within her room. She clung to her pillow as her blankets were wrapped tightly around her. Ignoring the voices echoing through her home, she closed her eyes again and tried to stay warm.“JUNE!”She merely rolled her eyes as she threw the pillow off of her be.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ennay_/2923139/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ennay_/2923138/ The Days Ahead of UsI look forward to the day when I can finally be next to you.To the rainy days, where we can stay inside together.The late nights where we stay up to watch a movie.Me realizing that you fell asleep before it was even finished.And then I let myself fall asleep with you.Maybe we&rsq.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ennay_/2922836/ The Future I Couldn’t SeeIt’s so strange but sometimes..It feels as if the odds are in our favor.Perhaps it’s all coincidence.But sometimes I wonder if it’s otherwise.As a kid I went to a wedding.I don’t remember very much of it.But I do remember some details.I remember.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ennay_/2922560/ There’s a reason why I don’t let people touch me.There’s a reason why I never let people hold me.There’s a reason why I never let people watch what I’m doing over my shoulder.There’s a reason why I’m uncomfortable sharing a bed with my family.There’s a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ennay_/2922204/ Shakespeare created the theme that once you have been written by a writer, then you will never be forgotten.He wrote a poem for a love that he had.“Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?”Almost as if this poem were more like a letter.Or perhaps a message for his lover.People don&r.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ennay_/2922134/ I have a best friend.She means the world to me.I remember how confident she was.It balanced my quietness.And I didn’t mind it at all.I remember how we had to get to school earlier than others.We both had parents that were teachers.And we stayed after school later than everyone else too.So we k.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ennay_/2922117/ I remember the day we met the moth. Su.They had asked if we were together.I remember your laughter.I tried to laugh too but I couldn’t find the heart for it.I knew why you thought it was funny.But I was too focused on why it wasn’t.Because would it have been a bad thing?To have said.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ennay_/2921296/ I Love You, I’m SorrySometimes I wonder if you love me.If after all of this time, you still think of me.That maybe you could still care for me.If you ever did to begin with.I finally found you.After 17 years of searching.I found you.And it broke my heart.I read the page about you.You like art... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ennay_/2921053/ My DreamsI do this thing..Called Maladaptive Daydreaming.I can be wide awake.And it’s like I’m somewhere else.I could do this for hours on end.Daydreaming about a life like mine but..Different.And everytime I do.I dream of my future.Of what it could be like.How I’ve always wanted i.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ennay_/2921016/ Things Left UnsaidThere are so many things I wish I could say to you.Like how I love your laugh.Hearing it just makes me happy.Or how comforting your voice is to hear.It’s calm and yet full of life.And there are so many things I wish I could say or admit to you.But none of it would be right.I&.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ennay_/2920875/ NoticingIn such a short amount of time.There are quite a few things I’ve noticed about you.I can hear the smile through your voice.Knowing it’s often the times that you go silent.You find excuses to talk to me whenever you can.As far as texting me while you’re at work, or calling w.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ennay_/2920847/ I looked for you in places you wouldn’t be.Watching the festivities with a small smile.Knowing that you’d probably be standing in the corner.I watch as my niece proudly tries to show off.Searching for anyone who can speak spanish with her.It made me think of you.I wrote a poem for my cou.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ennay_/2920758/ Waving Through A Window                                                                              &nbs.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ennay_/2920667/  Dear __________,You deserve flowers for your performances. Applause for your achievements. Loyalty with your commitments. Honesty with your secrets. Trust in your friendships. Love in your relationships. And so many other things. I know that right now days seem sometimes as if they’ll ne.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ennay_/2920665/ A Word For The Wise ________________________Standing in that building. Alone. Staring at all the other people under the tent. Shielding themselves from the rain. Seeing the miserable look on their faces. I had never felt so hopeless before. I was speechless. These people sought comfort from each oth.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ennay_/2920664/ The Things I Wanted____________________________I hate you. I mean why am I still here? Why do I still bother with you? Tied by blood and drawn out by name. Let’s be honest here. You never wanted anything to do with me. And you ruined me. And now I’m this horrible version of myself that I.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ennay_/2920663/ Here Take This Lovely Flower                                             &n.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ennay_/2920662/ Like The Movies______________________It's almost perfect.But not exactly perfect.Because perfect never truly exists.But even if it did, then it is very close to it.Something so kind.Special.Passionate.Real.Something unlike the movies.Something I could hold onto.Something true.Something complicated.P.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ennay_/2920661/ Like The MoviesI used to want a love like the movies.How sweet they looked.How happy they seemed.Even when I knew that none of it was real.I would dream that I could find a love like that.And when I did.I didn’t understand what it was.Not until lately.Maybe the timing is wrong.Maybe I keep ask.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ennay_/2920644/ You look happier... 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Bask in the glory of the winter sun.. 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