Goodbye to Sandra DeeBiting her lip, she stepped away from the car. Without turning back to say one final goodbye she walked back to her dorm.
It ran through her head like an action replay of any sports event.
Asking her to go to dinner with him obviously wasnt as innocent as it seemed, although she thought it way out of proportion.
She was not used to being asked out on a date, or being pursued by someone she didnt know personally.
Ill miss you. He was serious when he said it and it scared her.
She wasnt sure what to do. He wasnt rushing into things. He really liked her. She didnt want to crush his heart because she liked him too, though she wanted to know more about him other than hes a sweetheart and funny.
Still replaying the scene over and over in her head she started biting her lip again: He leaned over and kissed her cautiously on the lips. She kissed him back, thinking that no harm could be done of it.
I do not have sexual tens
I Will Never Forget Part 2I remember the hospital being a scary place
Morphine induced drugs running through my veins
I remember walking down the hallway
Holding on to the IV bags on wheels steadily
I remember the 2am checks
To make sure nothing was wrong
I remember eating the hospital food
It's all coming back to me now
I nearly gag at the thought
Hospital Jello wasn't really what it's cracked up to be
I will never forget
Due to the scar on my back
From vertebrae to hip
It will never really heal correctly
Father's Day PoemDads are very special creatures
Even if they don't seem great as their wives
For Dads become a child's horsey
(Because Mom's don't usually do that)
Carrying his kids on his shoulders
Making them feel like they're on the top of the world
But Dads always seem to be left in the shadows
When Mom is around
Mom seems more nurturing
But Dads are just as helpful
They fix things with their hands
And they're as strong as superman
Both brave and courageous
In their child's eyes
But really Dads are scared out of their mind
Sons want to be like their Dad
And I'm not referring to some Freudian idea
Daughters want to marry someone like their Dad
And the ladder also applies here
They love their Dad very much
Even though it may not seem so all the time
They push their Dad away and hope he doesn't mind
I remember my Dad putting together my doll house
And fixing broken Barbies heads
(I swear I didn't break them off on purpose!)
I remember when he fixed my computer
Of all those evil viruses
When I w
Ode To My BrotherI know we never really got along
I envied any sibling relationship that wasn't ours
I wanted to joke with you
And have known things that no one else ever knew
When we got along,
For those brief couple of days
I really enjoyed it
Though I don't know if you did too
The fact that we're both in college
And I have stopped liking all your friends
I was hoping things would be different
We'd get closer and talk more
Maybe when we get out of college
I almost look up to you
Feeling like I could tell you things
Though I won't because they're mostly girly things
Yeah, I know...
"Girls are so bad" right?
Well, I'd ask you for advice
If I didn't think you'd believe me to be naive
I know you probably don't want to hear this
But I love you big brother
And I like knowing you're looking out for me
High ThoughtsIts always going to be a secret. Theyre never going to tell a soul. They dont want anyone else to know. Or at least, one of them doesnt want anyone to know.
They both know how people will react. They both know they wont be accepted no matter what people say to their faces.
But one of them spills the secret and rumors start to run and they regret the very minute they told someone.
She touches your face and pulls your chin near. She kisses your lips and makes your fears disappear.
She doesnt know you feel this way. I can see it in your eyes. She only sees what she wants to see and its not who you are in disguise.
Its a façade, an alias or a lie. You dont want her to know whom you really are inside.
When theyre together are you jealous?
I dont mean to pry on your thoughts. But what you say and what is shown are two different things, so Im only curious.
Do you wish you had what they had, even though it may o