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When we were first together we had an epic love. The tale of our romance was truly one for the storybooks. But now, we are different. There has occurred a change in us somewhere in the last two years. I am most aware of this difference on Wednesdays, when he is asleep and I am watching the clock progress toward midnight. Wednesdays are the night I realize I can’t remember the last time we made love. Though as I sit in the living room with my laptop I tend to find it was usually on Sunday. Aft...

The rain was cold and it matched my mood. Days like this didn’t happen often in California, but when they did people tend to stay inside; afraid that their silicone may melt away in the water. Jonathan had gone away on business for the weekend. I was all alone again. I felt alone even when he wasn’t gone on business in those days. I was happy to shut myself away from the world and the rain that day. I drew all the curtains shut and lit the house only by candles. The dancing light always seeme...

It's strange how I wander around people's pages here how many people I know still hold a flame for their high school years. There are those of us who keep it in our hearts as a fond memory of times with friends that will forever be cherished. There are others who post their prom pictures as if it were yesterday, but it has really been four years since the big night. There are blogs overflowing with high school drama; filled with rumors, backstabbing, and people blaming the world for the frien...

Kylie let the music overcome her. She was flattened against the barriers about two feet from the stage. The band above her was screaming heart breaking emo lyrics out to the crowd. THe club was filled with the musty combination of sweat and smoke from the writhing fans behind her. There were hands groping against her body, somthing that always happened in such circumstances. Yet, she felt so detached from the crowd. "Will you catch me if I fall or will you leae me calling...calling out your n...

The beach was quiet, calm, secluded. It was his favorite place and tonight he was sharing it with her. The air was warm coming off the dark ocean, yet she shuddered a bit when a soft breeze hit the two of them. Her skirt billowed softly around her creamy thighs and he yearned to touch the silky skin beneath the thin ivory skirt. She sat between his legs and nestled into him. A whisper of her sweet aroma reached him as the breeze blew once again. He put his arms around her and looked out to se...