To be noticed. To be important. To be special. To hear his voice, to touch his skin. I really did want a lot of things, although I tried my best not to hope or ask for too much. Not to feel entitled to everything. I don't know when it will stop hurting. The hurt of… Continue reading All I ever Wanted
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Even As A Shadow, Even As A Dream
“Come back. Even as a shadow, even as a dream.” -Euripidea Even As A Shadow, Even As A Dream You will always be there for me in the shadows and in my dreams. I won’t ever let you go from those places in my mind. Even if you don’t want to stay, I will hold… Continue reading Even As A Shadow, Even As A Dream
Who I Wanted to Be
John: Who you thought I was was the man I wanted to be.Mary: Well then, John Watson, get the hell on with it. Do you ever look at yourself through someone else's eyes? Do you ever think about who it is they see? I am guilty of seeing people in the way I want them… Continue reading Who I Wanted to Be
Feed Me
I need you to feed my soul. Is that selfish of me? To want you more than the air I breathe?
Drawing from Life
I was highlighting some sections of my new book, and some words were drawn from my actual feelings and desires. These words that seem to speak to me. I can hear his voice saying them. That is the part that wrecks me. I am drawn to that voice. I can’t deny it. As soon as… Continue reading Drawing from Life
Lisa Gray 