I want you I do not need you and I will no longer hold open the door for someone who cannot see beyond their own two feet J. Saunders
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Love Yourself
You were never the problem Society was But then you became the problem For allowing society to come up with a solution to a nonexistent issue J. Saunders
Again
You did it again. You did what you wanted. Silence isn't the answer, however, the message. You did it again. You thought about yourself, before thinking of me. J. Saunders
Here Or Gone
If I told you I was leaving tomorrow would knowing make the difference and change our situation, making our last night better than the others? Imagine I left you on the tip of your toes standing on suspense, not knowing if we have hours or minutes Any second could be our last I'd give you … Continue reading Here Or Gone
One Day
When my words no longer express the emotions within When I no longer ache for you When the tears run dry and my heart says your name less When that day comes, the one day I feel at peace without you I want you to know that it took every fiber in my body to … Continue reading One Day
How Could I?
You touched my soul before your hands touched my body How could I just walk away from that? J. Saunders
Page 277 Second Chances
Letting go of someone you love, is life’s way of reminding you, never to build your home in someone else. Someone please tell me, how do I know, who to give myself to? My love is not a coin toss, but we throw ourselves at people, hoping they throw themselves back at us. J. Saunders … Continue reading Page 277 Second Chances
Day 147 Without You
It's hard, when tomorrow is never promised nor should be taken for granted but I can't help but waste away a day hoping tomorrow never comes, for it's another day without you. And, I know, I deserve more. And, I know... if someone wanted to be with you, they would be. It's never that simple … Continue reading Day 147 Without You
Lovers Game
I pray... you and I, don't waste 15 years just to say, it was always you. Love Notes, J. Saunders
My Flaw
If I had one wish, it would be to stop replaying all of our conversations... analyzing each word It's not me and I do it uncontrollably J. Saunders