I plant flowers now. I tell each seed a memory of us, falling in love with their beauty as they bloom with our secrets. One by one the story of our love, grows and blossoms outside my bedroom window. J. Saunders
Author: J. Saunders
Another Bottle
I’m drunk and full of regret I love you I loved you NO I love you and I’ll drink another bottle to you I want to run my hands through your hair I want to laugh and tease you Sitting on your lap while looking into your eyes because it is indescribable I want you … Continue reading Another Bottle
Difference
Imagine the person you thought you could trust turned out to be a sinner but you already loved them, would the warning be as effective? The kind of love you proclaim to have is now in question. J. Saunders
As If
My entire life all I've heard is, to stay pretty and remain strong. As if women like me weren't supposed to read books and conquer mountains. J. Saunders
Space
Did you love him? Yes. But I loved, what he was able to provide me with more. It was selfish of me to ask him to stay when I know, I'd eventually run out of ways to return all he has given me. Do you miss him? Every second... of every day. Temporary Reflections, … Continue reading Space
Her
The woman I am today, you wouldn't know her. I have evolved, way beyond you and the past. J. Saunders
Self-Love
Perhaps, you should love yourself more, not for someone else to see or to understand but because in the end... what better way to know love, than from within? J. Saunders
Younger
I think, we were young. We must have been foolish thinking we were in love. Truthfully, I tell myself that sometimes because the psychological abuse card is still used in my every day life. Men meet me and know, someone has hurt me. Unable to speak for us, but I loved. I loved so much … Continue reading Younger
Tomorrow
If only we could see tomorrow. Would that make today seem more valuable, to those who think they're unworthy? Stay strong. Judge each day you live, not for what is unpredictable. J. Saunders
In a Bow
but if he told me he was ready for the fall he could pull the ribbon and unravel my love J. Saunders
