Maybe it was really love, the kind that hurts deep when it is gone. There is no maybe about it, really. Although the love that I had was for the person I thought he was.
Author: Lisa Gray
Former librarian turned wannabe author. Writing on my perspectives as a poly kinkster and submissive.
Timing
In another life / I would be your girl / We keep all our promises / Be us against the world / In another life / I would make you stay / So I don't have to say / You were the one that got away . . . All this money can't buy me… Continue reading Timing
Don’t Make Me Think
That is the answer if you ask me a question or if the question is what is the challenge for me. Thinking about how the right person can keep me from thinking. Help me not overthink with your reassurance. Help turn off the noise inside of me and surrounding me at least for a moment.… Continue reading Don’t Make Me Think
Smiling is my Favorite
I love to smile.
Lose Yourself
Today, the drive in to work was brought to you by Eminem. Apparently, we have one shot, and we need to not blow it. I am not sure I agree or at least I think I would be sad if there was only one shot to make it work. I was thinking today about that… Continue reading Lose Yourself
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