Paths Are So Much Clearer

She Was Tired Of Hugging Pillows, Counting On Blankets For Warmth, And Reliving Romantic Moments Only In Her Dreams. She Was Tired Of Hoping That Every Day Would Hurry So She Could Get On To The Next. Hoping That It Would Be A Better Day, An Easier Day. But It Never Was. Worked, Paid The Bills, And Went To Bed But Never Slept. Each Morning The Weight On Her Shoulders Got Heavier And Heavier And Each Morning She Wished For Night To Fall Quickly So She Could Return To Her Bed To Hug Her Pillows And Wrap Herself In The Warmth Of Her Blankets.

This Love Thing Awakened A Group Of Slumbering Senses In My Body That I Never Even Knew Existed.

"what Is It With People These Days?" He Hisses... "in My Day, Something Just Was. None Of This Analysis A Hundred Times Over. None Of These College Courses With People Graduating With Degrees In Whys And Hows And Becauses. Sometimes, Love, You Just Need To Forget All Of Those Words And Enroll In A Little Lesson Called 'thank You.'"

Sometimes There Is Only One Thing Left To Say, P. S. I Love You.

There's A Fine Line Between Love And Hate.love Frees A Soul And In The Same Breath Can Sometimes Suffocate It.