Sometimes I go online when you are asleep, and I have to be awake. I go there to look at you, to feel you, to let your words seep into me. I go to dive into those words and try to piece together the me that you see. Hoping to feed off of that energy… Continue reading Feel you
Category: Writings
Your Distraction
I want to be your distraction. I want to be the one that you search out. I want to be someone you want to know. I want to know you. I reach out to you. I look to you when I am feeling needy. But you know you are not just a distraction. You know… Continue reading Your Distraction
Wasn’t Prepared
I wasn't prepared for this. I didn't know how he would make me feel. I didn't think about the all-consuming feelings that would crowd my brain. I have never even touched him, and this morning I was thinking about that phrase. I wasn't prepared for this," in relation to that. If I feel this way… Continue reading Wasn’t Prepared
What My Soul Already Knows
I received a message today saying I didn't need to look outward for the answers. My soul already knows the truth. But what if his soul doesn't? What if I can see things that they cannot? What if what I see is a fantasy? Something my brain wants to see and is ignoring all the… Continue reading What My Soul Already Knows
I Can’t Feel My Face
The Weeknd was talking about drugs, I believe, and I do not have too much experience with that. But he is like a drug to me. I can't feel my face or any other part of me that is not somehow a part of him. And I want that so bad with him. I want… Continue reading I Can’t Feel My Face
Lisa Gray 