
And if you were with me tonight …
Sometimes I keep thinking and trying to figure out where I went wrong. I did everything. I did the possible, the impossible and some more Continue reading And if you were with me tonight …
Sometimes I keep thinking and trying to figure out where I went wrong. I did everything. I did the possible, the impossible and some more Continue reading And if you were with me tonight …
I could start this text by quoting names, but I will not do that. I don’t want to remember every person who left my life claiming to be doing me a favor, or the dozens others that left me behind. … Continue reading To whom…
Sometimes I just want a hug. Not a kiss or sex … it’s just a hug! There is desire, love, passion, attraction … everything … but at that particular time, I will give my kingdom for a hug. Let it … Continue reading Sometimes all I want…
I miss those times when you put your hand through my hair until I fell asleep. Or when you tickled me with kisses on my feet. when you told me stories at night. Sometimes I would just ask for one … Continue reading My queen
I am like that I cry a lot and laugh a lot I say little, but very much I barely even scream Push me to the limits And I go crazy. I am like that A lot of music and … Continue reading I am like that
One day most of us will go different ways from the people we love, we will miss all the conversations thrown away, the discoveries we made, the dreams we had, the many laughs and moments we shared, even the tearful … Continue reading Friends
To my son, First of all, I want to tell you that I wish you all the happiness! And may this happiness extend throughout your life. May you feel it day by day, living in a balanced way, knowing that … Continue reading My baby Boy
The phrase without wax is an English translation of sin cera. When sculptors of stone would mess up they would cover there mistake by filling it with wax. A true statue was then said to be without wax. This … Continue reading Without wax
I could write to you and tell you that I feel nothing, that every day a little more I’ve forgotten you. but this thing bumps into my chest and head. I even wanted to, but I can’t. It is just … Continue reading Forgetting you