I Will Use My Words
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I want a safe space to share my stories using an outlet that I love without judgement. I will express my experiences through the best of my ability hoping that it heals and inspires someone else to do the same.
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Little Black Book
I remember the first time I saw them. I was in the front window booth of the coffee shop, cleaning off the table from my last customers. Anybody who caught a glimpse of them could tell they were in love. He chased her until he could grab her from the back and swung her around a bit as she let out a soft scream accompanied by laughter. Watching them interact with each other made me feel as though I was watching a live filming of one of the greatest love stories ever told. Almost every day around five in the afternoon, I would see them pull up in his black 1967 Convertible Mustang. He was always such a gentleman. He would park the car and immediately run to the passenger side to ensure that she would never touch the car door. And she was such a lady; she would sit there until he came around to open it. They would then head up the hill hand in hand until they disappeared under the long wispy arches of the willow tree branches. Without fail, I would get stuck in a trance as I watched their every move until the moment any trace of them was impossible to see. Even after I could no longer see them, I would gaze in their direction for another 10 minutes recreating the tale of their love story. I realized I was beginning to become a bit obsessed with them. I would practically plan my break around their arrival to make sure I didn’t miss them. I would try my best not to allow anyone to sit within my perfect view of them if it would interfere with the time of their arrival. Then one day, I saw him arrive alone. It felt weird not seeing them together. I almost felt as though I was cheating on them by watching him there without her. He didn’t stay very long. He disappeared into the trees and came back to his car about 30 mins later. About an hour passed by and then I saw her. She rode up on a white and blue moped and then she too disappeared toward the willow tree. She stayed about the same amount of time as he did and then she got on her bike and rode off. When they were together, I could effortlessly put together an exciting tale of what they were doing beyond that willow tree, but with them apart, I found it much more challenging.
By I Will Use My Words5 years ago in Humans
The Introduction of a not so lovely lady
Who the hell am I? That, I can not tell you completely, because I am still figuring that part out. I am in my 30's, with no kids, and fresh out of a 3yr romantic relationship which ironically happens to be the first real relationship. So I tried to dedicate my all to it because it took too damn long for me to get here in the first place. Maybe 3 months before that relationship, I tried to go on a spiritual path in search of who I am and what I needed to do with my life. Prior to this spiritual quest, I lived a wild and spontaneous lifestyle.
By I Will Use My Words5 years ago in Psyche
