

impossibleI wanted him to lean on me I wanted him to see right through me To show him that I loved him But i knew this was impossible I wanted to be near him I wanted to see right through him To see if he still loved me But I knew this was impossible I wanted him to kiss me I wanted him to see right through me To show him that I miss him But i knew this was impossible I wanted to touch himimpossible
I wanted to see right through him
To see if he missed me but I knew this was impossible I wanted him to hold me I wanted him to see right through me To show


BreatheClick! I click the mouse to get on the Internet. Suddenly the door opens behind me and I swirl around in the big maroon computer chair to see who it is, and I am quickly met with the beaming face of my father. I run to him and we embrace in a long hug as I say “ Your home early,” “Yep, where’s everybody else?” He questions eagerly still grinning from ear to ear. “Moms at the gym, Misty is at basketball practice, and Christi is somewhere with her friends,” at this news a light bulb seems to go off in my dad’s head as his smile gets even wider and his big brown eyes light up with excitement. “I’m going to goBreathe


No wheels No Wheels 9/28/03 *Based on a true story. All names have been changed.No wheels
Flip Flip I Flip through the channels of what little TV we have. News, News and more News, I’m so sick of news. That’s all that’s ever on anymore unless you count the Simpsons in German. Flip hey a soccer game. Brazil against Chile 0-0 and only ten minutes into the first


Can you feel it?Can you feel me? I know I’m not there But, can’t you feel me? I’m touching you My skin is occupying yours You willingly share your territory That is now glistening with sweat And I lie here Hot and wet Can you taste me? I know you can’t see me But, can’t you taste me? Telling my secrets to your tongue Your curious tongue As you promise not to tell Of our silent kisses Our legs entwined Our slow, intimate grind Our sweet juices combined A love that was so hard to findCan you feel it?


this is your captain speakingI love to fly.this is your captain speaking
I've always loved to fly. There's something magical about watching yourself leave the ground and that wonderful "DING" of the seatbelt sign coming on. I love to watch the Earth disappear as the plane gains altitude and suddenly you're in another world.
Ok, romanticisms over. I am one of THE most uncoordinated and accident prone people of all time. Being in a plane doesn't change that.
It was back in 1995 I believe. I had just graduated from the first two years of college in Malaysia and I was about to leave for the U.S. to finish the l


Down the middleOur Siamese nature now split in two The calm of me the wild of you My tranquil sounds clash with your upbeat Your bright light hovers as my darkness falls to feet I lie back as you push to do all You left in tears for I have won the brawl Your look stern mine quite fun My room lit by moon and yours by sun How did we separate so completely from one? Leaving only memories of a time that is done How did such a likeness oppose into The calm of me and the wild of youDown the middle


Where do best friends go?Sandbox mate I loved so dear Why'd you leave and leave me here? To sit and hug my doll in fear To fill her flowing hair with tears Oh, sandbox mate I loved so dear Who sat in pride and left me here I eliminated my childish fears And for you, my friend, no more tearsWhere do best friends go?
Confidant I knew so well Now I see your horns and tail I try letting go but always fail You give me advice and give me hell Oh, confidant I knew so well I see your true colors, your horns and tail I'm letting go I shall not fail I think MY best friends go straight to hell...
1. Ever After is a favorite of mine, too...
2. Patrick is kool...
3. I love you Personal quote...
Anyway, thanks!
~Athena~
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If the truth will set you free, then why am I still here?
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I'm sorry for anything I spell wrong or hurt your feelings on...
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He's a lovely guy who writes just as lovely...
You have an awesome day
_belinda
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