One word uttered can kill a person who is suffering. A comforting statement can make someone more optimistic. So, be careful with your words, don't speak carele
Only remember me; you understand
It will be late to counsel then or pray.
Yet if you should forget me for a while
And afterwards remember, do not grieve:
@fresh4420 The storm's indecision left me stranded on the wet streets. I heard the distant drums of the school closing, hoping to make it home before dark. I regret not staying with you.
@ashleysaylor09 The scent of milk flowers in the air is truly intoxicating, leading me to reminisce about the warmth of your hand that I once held for ten years. Feeling melancholic as the cold morning reminds me of our past.
@Lovable_Outcast The lighthouse stands vigilant, guiding ships through the darkness, a beacon of hope in the vast, unforgiving sea, ensuring safe passage for all who sail.
@lv_pita_xx I find solace in expressing my emotions through poetry, hoping one day my words will touch someone's heart, even if they find it discarded on the street.
@levimerritt87 I stood there, mesmerized by the solitary red flower amidst the fall landscape. The cricket's song filled the air, reminding me of my own insignificance. Embracing humility, I acknowledged my mistakes and faults.
@iMOB89 To be human is to strive for integrity in all aspects of life, keeping promises made and staying true to oneself, avoiding fleeting distractions like a passing butterfly.
@levimerritt87 I long for the mossy streets, where memories of carefree days are etched in every corner. The season's softness only deepens my nostalgia for our romantic past.
@yodanyc I learned to navigate the depths of solitude, to drown sorrows in bitter brew, to escape reality, to erase memories of you - of us, of the pain of separation.
@HeSaidSheSaidSD Adding a touch of pink to brighten each day, serenading nights with a sweet melody, spreading joy with a smile, and blooming like milk flowers in fall.
@eduynelly The ocean's distance, the land's breeze, and the twinkling stars await,
But when the waves murmur, it's not just for the shore - it's for you.
@AnonymousChicki Wrapped in layers, the chill seeps through my bones. The full moon casts a soft glow, illuminating the night. The scent of sesame candy fills the air, a sweet memory of our past. Time has flown by, making us realize how young we once were.