Dating
Once Requitted, Twice Wounded
There was a time when you showed up in my life. So utterly unannounced, so utterly unknown. Mystery shrouded your being, though you shone like a white light. You tried to hide your insecurities behind armor so strong, yet I could see right through it all.
By Leni Koski10 days ago in Confessions
The Best Night Ever
My mother told it at Thanksgiving the year my niece brought a boy to dinner. She waits until the pie, when everyone has gone soft and slow, and then she says, “Do you know what your aunt did the night of her first kiss?” Kara groans the way sixteen-year-olds are required to. The boy goes pink to the ears. My mother sets down her fork like she’s about to hand out something precious.
By Lizz "Hunny" Chambers10 days ago in Confessions
Notes from the Mind Palace.
Listen to Cheated Hearts. by The Yeah Yeah Yeahs. There is a specific, sickening frequency to being done dirty by someone you trusted. It isn’t just a simple disagreement; it is a profound violation that completely rewrites the reality of the space you inhabit.
By Syl De'Vil21 days ago in Confessions
The Color of the Water Bottle: What We See When We Look at Two Women Walking
The Color of the Water Bottle A street photo shows two young women. One wears shorts. The other wears black workout clothes. Each carries a water bottle. One bottle is white, the other black. The shutter clicks. Then the sorting starts.
By Jinabout a month ago in Confessions
Can You Relate?(HeartBreak).
The weather is perfect; the view I'm having on top of the Eiffel Tower seems dull compared to the woman in front of me. She's the one actually breath-taking. The possibility of deeper love and romance is more vast than this view I'm looking at. "Stand up, I have to tell you something." I stand up from our dinner table, I follow her to the edge. I look her with so much hope and expectancy for deeper love. Her next words will only expose what we've been feeling for each other.
By Ariel Elizondo2 months ago in Confessions
Bastard
Bastard You hated me before you ever knew me. When I met you there was a chemistry, a tango between us and we both felt it. Only one of us mistook it for love. The first night I saw you I thought “He’s exactly my type.” You’re the exact replica of what I would typically go for. The bass of your voice shook my soul. There was an innocence you embodied.. Played shy in the beginning, then I discovered the demonic tendencies. I stayed even though I should have ran. I lingered, waiting for you to change for me.. You don’t. I was silly, delusional, and desperate for someone to love. I don’t regret any of it. Like a rose my love for you grew, but you cut my stems and left me to fend for myself. You switched up the roles and you began to be my biggest enemy. It all started when I told you I was pregnant. I was naive… Thinking that you would love me if I carried your child, but you don’t. It’s as if you started to hate me even more. When I realized you’d never love me I let go of hoping for love, but I started to grow it within myself. So thank you, bastard, for not being anything I needed. That deep voice you carry used to put me in a trance. The love spell you casted upon me is gone and now I see your true colors. You were both a curse and a blessing, but now you’re nothing to me. Quite frankly you are dead to me; I know everyone told me not to wish death upon you, so I won’t. I wish you the life you deserve.
By Nala2 months ago in Confessions
The Conversation I Didn't Know I Needed With Josh
Josh has been my workmate for a couple of years now. He’s one of those guys who quietly became a real friend at some point, and I looked back and went, "hang on a minute, he's a proper mate" well after the fact. My car died on the side of the road once in the middle of nowhere and he drove twenty miles to come and pick me up.
By Dadson Wanjohi 2 months ago in Confessions
Am I Supposed To Change The Story?
To whoever this may concern, Yes, you are right. I did speak up about those things you did to me; even when the world went against me, and took everything from me because you chose to deny responsibility for your actions, and victimise me by making me out to be a liar.
By Carol Ann Townend2 months ago in Confessions
