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By AnonymAlfa H
All he did was breathe life into my soul. I was a conquest. An easy one, and you don't know how badly it hurts to know that I was used and tried for a time. Then thrown back.
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By AnonymAlfa H
...and he will never grasp that what he calls 'bitching' is merely my heart talking out loud.
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By AnonymAlfa H
And I find myself asking again and again.... What was it about such a beautiful man, who was able to leave such ugly scars?
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By AnonymAlfa H
... And one day it dawned on me that I had spent entirely too much time waiting on you to grow a voice box.... and the balls to use it.
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By AnonymAlfa H
Be careful with those promises who whisper while wooing and loving someone. There are those that take them to heart, and some who take them to soul.
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By AnonymAlfa H
Experience taught me that when pride wins... we all lose.
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By AnonymAlfa H
Having to explain to someone how they hurt you, always feels like an ass kicking... again.
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By AnonymAlfa H
He kissed her good morning like she was the reason sun decided to shine.
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By AnonymAlfa H
How do you know they aren't the one? At the first sight of total disregard for your hurt, your gut will feel uneasy. I'm reminding you to listen up.
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By AnonymAlfa H
How is it that hearts hold on to memories with the strength of hope and possibilities.
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By AnonymAlfa H
How I wish I only felt using my hands and not with my whole heart.
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By AnonymAlfa H
How to raise sons who respect women: Never give them the opportunity to see you disrespect yourself.
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By AnonymAlfa H
I am often asked what made me the way I am. And my answer is always this: I've always been me. It just took awhile to find me under all the rubble.
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By AnonymAlfa H
I am vulnerability under scarred skin. Numbness crawling behind wine soaked lips. A cocoon of grief battling a chest full of hushed breaths, longing to escape the mod-podge of memories, that journal where I've been. Layer after layer they are sealed upon my person, encapsulating time in a vessel that has sailed one too many shores.
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By AnonymAlfa H
I did not willingly let half of my soul leave my body. It was torn from me. I still hear the ransomed moans. It calls to me for rescue, yet clings to its abductor.
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By AnonymAlfa H
... I don't know what I feel anymore, or maybe it's that I don't know HOW to feel anymore. I question every move I make, every breath I take, and every flutter of an eyelash. I've developed a twitch from always being on guard. I'm alert at night, and numb during the day, but I'm always ready. Maybe, I can intercept tragedy from striking again.
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By AnonymAlfa H
I don't want comfortable. My heart is not a recliner.
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By AnonymAlfa H
If everyone only gave a fraction of the compassion their hearts are capable of giving... how much suffering could we alleviate in this world?
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By AnonymAlfa H
If I had known his favorite game was mental twister, I would have suggested a movie over game night.
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By AnonymAlfa H
If I read inspirational words, they better have some pain to back them up. My strength for moving forward has never been sparked by flowery prose calling me and Angel. Tell me how you swallowed Hell, and lived to tell the tale... the 'pain' and your transformation - will inspire me to soar. And I promise you, I will listen.
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By AnonymAlfa H
If you only knew how many sentences I have withheld in hopes that I will be allowed to speak them into your heart one day.
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By AnonymAlfa H
I had never met another who loved my mind more than my body. I could feel his curiosity finger-walk through my thoughts... intentional and hard. Absorbing me. Learning me. And as he leaned in and held my hand close to his, I heard my soul sigh... in a deep grateful breath.
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By AnonymAlfa H
I have no doubt that Taylor Swift will call one day after suffering writers block: "Alfa, I was told that you were the person to call." I gotcha girlfriend.
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By AnonymAlfa H
I have waltzed with wolves and howled at the moon. But my heart will always remember the slow-dance that ended much too soon.
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By AnonymAlfa H
I hear you knocking but I can't let you in. The last time almost killed me. Love, My heart
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By AnonymAlfa H
I hurt in places that you brought back from the dead. Now I have to lay them to rest again.
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By AnonymAlfa H
I'm not afraid of anything anymore. I've found out Ghosts don't hide under my bed or in my closets either. They exist in plain sight - everyday; Conjured up by 'our song' playing on the radio. By the mailman's blue eyes that are so like yours I could get utterly lost in them. They come as raindrops, kissing my skin... the way you used to. Ghosts are everywhere.
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By AnonymAlfa H
I saw a sadness shivering in his eyes that night. They resemble a heart flat-lining. I wanted to ask him what put it there, but he blinked... and it was gone. And I knew that a man who could control pain so exquisitely had no business paying with my heart.
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By AnonymAlfa H
It was in the words he didn't say... that I found all the answers to my questions.
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By AnonymAlfa H
I used to worry about tomorrow, but that was before I survived yesterday. Now it's one breath at a time.
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By AnonymAlfa H
I want you. I want you inside and out. The parts you cover with laughter. The depth you shrug off with indifference. I want you. I want you to take me to the place you've hidden your heart. I want to walk by your side on this journey. You're worth it. We're worth it. Because... I want you.
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By AnonymAlfa H
I wear the words we didn't say. My heart is clothed in them every day.
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By AnonymAlfa H
Like yourself, just as you are. Don't look at people and measure your self love by what they project in order to make themselves happy. Take a long look. You don't want their lives anyway. You don't like anything they do, say, or portray. Why then have you been so hard on yourself? You don't deserve to be treated that way.
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By AnonymAlfa H
Love does not pay attention to timetables or knock when it is convenient for you. True love shows up unexpectedly, bags fully packed, daring you to offer it a place to stay.
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By AnonymAlfa H
Love is not complicated. It just 'is'. The complicated part is finding two souls who are feeling it as the same time in their lives... and for each other. Feeling it so deep that they're willing to fight every second of the day to keep it alive. That's the complicated part.
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By AnonymAlfa H
Love yourself. That kind of love can get you through anything.
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By AnonymAlfa H
Nothing is as endearing as a handwritten letter scribed by the person who holds your heart spellbound.
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By AnonymAlfa H
Our spirits are connected honey. Wrapped in firsts of gnarled heartache. But I promise not to let go if you don't.
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By AnonymAlfa H
Promise me this. When you find yourself in need of inspiration, bypass the roses that will clamor aimlessly for attention. And focus on the souls who have actually 'lived' among the thorns.
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By AnonymAlfa H
She'd been taking care of others for so long that she scarcely recognized herself when she looked in the mirror.
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By AnonymAlfa H
She knows he's not the same. He's different now. The eyes that once held too much contain nothing at all. He is colorless. Faded like sun-drenched wallpaper. The man that stands before her has no answers to her questions, and no ointment for her fears.
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By AnonymAlfa H
She's been through more hell than you'll ever know. But that's what gives her beauty an edge... You can't touch a woman who can wear pain like the grandest of diamonds around her neck.
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By AnonymAlfa H
She tells everyone she's taken. Yet her heart whispers: he's taking too long.
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By AnonymAlfa H
She was a warrior by day... playing her part. But she slept at night with wishes in her heart.
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By AnonymAlfa H
That you were able to walk away, gives me my answer as plain as day.
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By AnonymAlfa H
There are days when my imagination in my enemy. It likes to keep me company in my darkest of times and romanticizes a past that was more of a horror story than a fairytale.
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By AnonymAlfa H
They will talk about you and it won't always be good. You won't even know them but they will critique you - and judge you - and everything you stand for. Their words will cut through your heart-strings and make you question the hopes and dreams that have gnawed your soul since birth. I warn you, because I believe your unique gift of expression needs to be shared. Resist cowering down and holding back for fear of rejection. Spread those creative wings and create. But, prepare yourself. Because naysayers are not a possibility, they are a guarantee.
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By AnonymAlfa H
To the person in my future...I hope you're ready, because I'm going to love you... fiercely. You'll never have to suffer for my past heartache. It's taught me that I need love more than the absence of it. I'm not perfect, nor is my track record. I've experienced a lot of takers in my life - but I'll love you with every part of me that remains.
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By AnonymAlfa H
What is it about those unresolved endings that cause you to question every decision when you're trying to move forward?
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By AnonymAlfa H
You are not disposable. I know you feel that way when people choose to walk out of your life, but their emptiness causes space. And that vacant area of your life is desperately crying out for the one meant to take up residence. Let the angry tenant go. You don't want someone staying because you've begged and pleaded for their occupancy. You want the one who sees your quaking heart and says: "Honey I'm home".
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