This story reminded me of the movie snow day a bit. life experiences, etc., and over thinking something when just walking up to the person and talking to them in person usually works better..
Those of us who think to much, see to much, know to much, and at times miss everything, near us. We create, discover, inspire, those around us, yet loose things that helped us get to where we are. We are emotional, dedicated, and loyal to a fault. Yet blind to love in front of our faces most of the time. The signs are there, signal given, gentle, trying not to interfere, knowing us better than we know our selves. Suffering in peace. If, IF, were lucky - the light bulb goes off and burns brightly! So were able to enjoy and make up for lost time! But as the cruelty of life's sands usually run, they run out of time, we arrive to late, or we miss out entirely, never knowing the love that was just a breath away . . . BFF
Hi every one, was I to deep? when I write - most of the time is just flows, after I spend more time correcting typing errors etc. . lol. From a young age I was told I had an old soul in me. That I think to much for such a young lad. Now I'm an old soul, and wounder what does this make me now? I want to pass-on my life’s expediences, & knowledge, hoping someone will gain some fortitude to their foundations to help them through these turbulent times that we live in today. Thank you, those of you for liking my comments, means allot
I hadn’t read Katie’s note, so I didn’t know what the premise was, which means I didn’t spoil anything for myself... and I had no idea it would end with a letter! It also made me think back to all those innuendos about how "men and women can’t be just friends…" that a girlfriend of mine used to throw around a few years ago, completely unaware that I was bi and that yeah, I would’ve happily slept with her if she’d ever actually asked :P
This story reminded me of the movie snow day a bit. life experiences, etc., and over thinking something when just walking up to the person and talking to them in person usually works better..
Those of us who think to much, see to much, know to much, and at times miss everything, near us. We create, discover, inspire, those around us, yet loose things that helped us get to where we are. We are emotional, dedicated, and loyal to a fault. Yet blind to love in front of our faces most of the time. The signs are there, signal given, gentle, trying not to interfere, knowing us better than we know our selves. Suffering in peace. If, IF, were lucky - the light bulb goes off and burns brightly! So were able to enjoy and make up for lost time! But as the cruelty of life's sands usually run, they run out of time, we arrive to late, or we miss out entirely, never knowing the love that was just a breath away . . . BFF
I was told the very same thing. Old soul… too serious. My emotions are constantly on my sleeve.
Hi every one, was I to deep? when I write - most of the time is just flows, after I spend more time correcting typing errors etc. . lol. From a young age I was told I had an old soul in me. That I think to much for such a young lad. Now I'm an old soul, and wounder what does this make me now? I want to pass-on my life’s expediences, & knowledge, hoping someone will gain some fortitude to their foundations to help them through these turbulent times that we live in today. Thank you, those of you for liking my comments, means allot
I’m late as always but this was incredible T! Thank you for sharing ❤️
Thank you for reading!
I hadn’t read Katie’s note, so I didn’t know what the premise was, which means I didn’t spoil anything for myself... and I had no idea it would end with a letter! It also made me think back to all those innuendos about how "men and women can’t be just friends…" that a girlfriend of mine used to throw around a few years ago, completely unaware that I was bi and that yeah, I would’ve happily slept with her if she’d ever actually asked :P
Ooh I'd like to receive a letter like that. Hot stuff, as usual T, but this one's got a quiet ache to it.
It hurts when you love someone interested in someone else. A letter is a powerful way to express what you can't say face-to-face.