R.K. James
Bio
Dallas, TX
Stories (11/0)
Arts & Spice
Jessica was in town visiting us for the first time in forever. Once she turned eighteen, she left Homewood, Alabama for Nashville. She was a true country music girl. My brother and I, on the other hand, we just liked sports. Any and all. Of course, we were much younger so we didn't care she left, and we didn't care to know why. We just liked sports. Having a little brother made me a tomboy, which worried my family.
By R.K. James6 years ago in Humans
Bailey Evans
I am in love. And she, is in love with someone else. We are just friends. I don’t know which one of these is worse. She’s got a wall in her room dedicated to boy bands and Polaroids from concerts. She collects movies and Rolling Stones magazines. When you walk into her room, there’s always a distant buzz from her record player and it smells faintly of cinnamon.
By R.K. James6 years ago in Humans
Me
Please don’t fall out of love with me. I’m a fearing lover who has no confidence and my heart is a fragile place. I try too hard occasionally to see what you’ll give me in return. I’m a baby about things because I worry too much. I’m an over thinker full of doubt. And I know all of these things are annoying. But my heart is really hallow lately and it’s going to take a lot to fill it again.
By R.K. James6 years ago in Poets
If You Had
It all changed so fast, barley had time to react. Going from the way you held me, to walking out like that. There's still 2 indents on my bed from where you and I had slept. And there's still a pile of clothes on the floor, but sadly yours aren't there anymore. And my skin's still soft, but your hands are in the pockets of your jeans instead of all over me.
By R.K. James6 years ago in Poets
The Best Days
You can't see the smile I'm faking, but I'm completely numb. In my head we're over, but you act like we've just begun. You say I seem unhappy, that something needs to change. But you can't see I've lost it and somethings are meant to be that way. I am so sorry that I cannot stay.
By R.K. James6 years ago in Poets