by David Alday
It seems strange that after so long and frigid a night, it's 8 AM before the cold wakes me. Strangeness doesn't keep me abed, though, and nor does the seductive allure of quilt's dreamy warmth. She's still asleep, of cours...read more
Today, for Valentine's Day, we got to write our journal entry to someone else in class." My six year old son is telling me this as we drive home. "Whom did you write yours to?" I ask him, already knowing the answer; he ...read more
by Gary Davis
I was a sophomore and she was a senior. I worshipped her. She wasn't beautiful, but she was smart. I was smart too, and, I was the "first chair" French horn player which was unheard of for a sophomore, so, she seemed to...read more
by Luis Medel
Waking up from a nap on this hot and humid Monday afternoon which should be more of a Friday considering it was my last day of work at Grant Elementary. Again, I awoke with a strange feeling of emptiness. And at that point...read more
by Teri Brooks
Caught me down like a killer shark It's like a railroad running right through my heart Jekyll and Hyde the way I behave Feel like I'm running on an empty gauge - Rod Stewart Driving in the fast lane with my heart...read more
by Skye Pax
Infatuations occur every single day. I love becoming infatuated with something or someone, especially of the opposite sex. Countless boys that I have obsessed over, worshiped, dreamed of late into the night. Silly as it se...read more
by jayden
I wanna know you, I wanna know why you move me the way you do. I have love, and it is strong, it burns, it aches and yet I think of you. Why do you have this spell over me, what have I allowed you to do? I have allowed you...read more
Reflections: Infatuation When we are infatuated with someone we feel a likeness towards them that feels similar to love. With infatuation it's a foolish kind of love, a foolish need in us to fantasize about that one ...read more
by Miss T.M
He is 6' 2 he has a beautiful dark skin complexion. He is dark but not near the shade of midnight. His eyes were a dark deep brown and when he looks at you it seems like he can look right through you. His teeth were pearly...read more
This heart is used to breaking. My path is used to shaking. But right now it feels a new awakening. And I thought I'd be used to this. What are hearts meant for? To love, right? Why can't I love? Why do I have to hi...read more
I look outside the window, across the room. A wind spikes up, shaking the tree top on the other side of that fragile pane of glass. Like life. Shaking me up because, in one short moment, my pane was broken, when I first sa...read more
UNBIDDEN It's been so long. I suppose in some mixed-up backward way I thought this would get easier with time. I thought the memories would fade. I never once considered that maybe during the struggle when I was deli...read more
Musicians, why does a musician have such a strong hold over a female's lustrous heart? I've been told it is because they're already on stage so they're already on a pedestal for us to worship; a musician told me that one. ...read more
by Elle ement L
Will I Ever Be...? Why is it so hard for me to tell her the I like her? Does she know? I hate feeling like this. All I want to do is run to her and lose myself in her arms. Stay there where I feel like for a moment ...read more
WHIMSY I want to love like the song says I will follow along with the song, with that little flutter and swirl in my stomach I remember as moments of smiles and torment, sweat and sighs, pounding hearts and fists all...read more
by RedRainFalls
I was reading a friend's blog, and it really got me thinking once more. He wrote of how he thought love was just some sort of magical illusion that is there, but only for a short while, and then it eludes us completely. An...read more
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