My heart aches tonight because of rejection. I am alone, isolated from the touch of the one I love. The pain is unbearable, causing tears to well up in my eyes. It is the thought of not being able to hold her, to feel that once familiar caress of love.
Tonight, I am lonely. I feel tortured in my spirit because of the emptiness. I want to say something, to reach out to her, to let her know that I need her. I love love her & I want her.I miss her beside me in our bed. Her touch so special to me. Her love so precious. I am possessed with the haunting scent of being alone, totally alone, because I have no one to care, to touch, to return my love.
I feel cast aside like a has been, a forgotten love for which no one has anymore use. I was so full of joy & now, I am empty with pain. I am no longer told that I am loved because I am not. I have become the forgotten relic of days of love gone by.
If only to hold her, to touch her & to know that she loved me. She alone can take away this awful scent of loneliness.
Copyright 2010 Dalton Lasher
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Have you ever written in the small hours of the night, only to find you are so over tired that your mind comes up with all sorts of weird things. I have. This is my latest attempt at a world of total insanity. On these pages, you will find a collection of stories I have written over the years. Some meant for little kids. Others are a bit more toward an older audience. All in all, I hope you enjoy my work. Copyright 2012 Makwa Websites
Welcome to my world of childish stories from a childish mind.
Now that you re here, why not take a moment, relax & check out some of the stuff I have on here.
All comments are welcome, but please be polite. I hate it when the truth is told. lol
I hope you enjoy what I have written.
Dalton
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