Carla SofiiLove Garcia
Writing is my passion... find me on Twitter @goddesswriter90.
I fell in love with my FWB…
It’s the way he made me feel, the way he made me laugh… but mostly, the way it brought back my passion for trying new things and the sense of adventure. I felt dead inside, no motivation, no emotions. He was the best thing that happened to me but also the worse thing. It wasn’t supposed to happen this way… I wasn’t supposed to fall in love. What happened?!
The Secret Chronicles of Your Dreamy Eyes
Those piercing glares as if you're searching for the stories of my soul. The stare of a thousand beaming eyes. I wonder sometimes what is it that you are thinking about, what is it that you are looking for... or is it that you are so intrigued with me? I have never had anyone look at me the way that you look at me... with such grace and interest. At times I smile, you don't have to say a word, but I know that you are communicating your love for me through your eyes. You are an extraordinary man, I appreciate that you made me feel like I am your muse, but I wish that you can tell me how I make you feel.
Love Letter to Myself <3
There was a time when you were my world, everything I knew to love, but in a blink of an eye you walked away and that was the end of time. I didn’t know one person had the ability of causing such pain, being able to walk away like I never existed. Much to my surprise, I don’t miss you as much as I thought I would, my heart has healed a million times over… if you can get over me right away, so can my heart and soul. I used to feel sad at the thought of being without you, never thought I could love again, until he came along and showed me a world I couldn’t even imagine.
The wrong attention or lack thereof can be damaging
Not having either of your parents in your life is a tough thing for any child to go through growing up, especially when the circumstances for which you are living take a toll on your life later down the line. The responsible adult in that child's life may not foresee the cautionary and damaging effects it may have on their children's lives when they isolate the other parent, constantly argue in front of the child with the other parent, blame the child for what the adults are doing wrong, or even distancing themselves from their children in any way. All these little things that our parents do while we are young will affect our adulthood, either good or bad, and parents should take more precautions on the actions that are being presented to the children in the household.
Its time to say goodbye
Time to say goodbye, You will no longer see me cry, This is goodbye for the last time, I have no more secrets to hide. Many tears have been shed,
The world is a lonely place
The world is a lonely place, Some of us waiting to be replaced, Isolated like we’re deep in space, Longing for a warm embrace.
The Tale of the Honey Bee and the Butterfly
Once upon a time, there was a honey bee working hard to bring the honey back to its comb. The bee worked and worked for several hours with barely any time for its family, he knew that his colony depending on it. One day, the honey bee was so exhausted from many long days of pollen collecting, that he sat down for just a moment of rest... relaxing under the warm sun, he dozed off. Several hours passed, not realizing that he was fast asleep, he dreamt about a perfect world where he had created a gadget that made collecting pollen an easy and simplified process; the Pollen-Extractor-Thingamajig! "At last!" said the bee, "I have discovered a way of bringing much pollen to the colony and I will be the hero!" Off he flew into the meadow above a field of marigold flowers, the honey bee seeing how many there were, he knew this would be a breeze.
Falling in Love with a Ghost
I was walking down a long hallway in an old house, every corner I turned it became a narrower hallway, it felt as if I was somehow walking in circles. Then I walked into a small bedroom with a cute little table that seemed to be set up for teatime, the teapot was hot, and the pastries looked freshly made, but no one seemed to be around. I sat down to enjoy a cup with a couple of cookies, when I felt a heavy, cold hand grab my shoulder and deep voice followed by saying "excuse me, do I know you?". I gasped in fright dropping the small plate for I didn't know anyone was home and had not heard anyone walk in, with a slight turn of my head I said, "I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to be a pest, I just figured no one was here so I didn't want the tea and pastries to go to waste". As I got up to leave, the man walked over to the other side of the table and sat down, he quietly said, "well, now that we're both here, have a seat". There was something off about this man but I couldn't quite make out what it was, he had pale skin and somber-looking eyes, but he asked me to stay so I did. We sat there for hours talking about his life as if he had lived for several years, the tea never seemed to run out and the stories flowed if the tea did; he didn't look to be much older than me but was much more mature than any man I knew. He spoke of events that had occurred in the olden days which seemed quite particular to me, but I never questioned him because I was enjoying his company.