Not

The problem is you. You made me feel guilty for loving you. Not everything comes with a price or reason. Not everyone has intentions on hurting you. J. Saunders, page 300 of Second Chances Order Second Chances in the link above 

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His hands they were a paint brush My body was a blank canvas Each time he touched me he painted a story I fell in love will all the words he never said, that were splashed in colour along my skin J. Saunders

Muse

When I write, my mind takes a moment. I exhale in the moment of silence. I need this moment several times a day. Writing about you has become exhausting. The thought of you is constant. It’s pathetic. I know better. I think about you more and then all l the ways I crave you. It’s …

SELFISH

I was going to call you selfish for only loving parts of me until I realized I too am selfish, for wanting more than what was offered J. Saunders

Black Dress Code

I didn't mean to try you on and keep you forever Most times little black dresses are hard to replace You fit so perfect I forgot to keep you in the back of the cloest with all the ones before you Love Notes, J. Saunders

Y O U

The same way I cannot have you My heart cannot stop loving you Once you take something away you only want it more but I have wanted you this way since the first night I met you This urge flowing within my body This sense of need and desperation Impulsive and reckless You’re my kryptonite …

One Road

I learned that love will not always be a two-way street and I hope you learn to embrace that but never waste it J. Saunders, Second Chances

Demons

Sometimes the demons win by default I understand The same way I look in the mirror and I’m unable to recognize the woman that I see but still I tell her, don’t you dare give up. You want to sulk about it then sulk and when you’re done, you get the hell up and you …

Challenges

I often find that people who are unable to talk about themselves, may not reflect enough. Some say, I can talk about myself too easily, but after publishing a book with over 400 pages of different situations and events I've felt or been through, suppose it takes the edge off. Truthfully, even after 400 pages …

Untitled

I’ve had trouble in the love department since us, since them The ones who thought they liked or said, they loved me never stayed – they didn’t last I pushed them over the corners of my walls because I had never healed and I’m short fussed It’s been a vicious circle within myself I realize …