Dating
Christmas Lights
I couldn’t help but notice as I walked by your house this morning that you still haven’t taken down the Christmas lights we put up together. It’s the middle of January, for God’s sake. Why are they still on your windowsill, glowing brightly during the night as if the holiday of cheer hasn’t already passed? Is it because you want to remember us? All of the things we did together? All of our Christmas memories and nostalgia? If that’s the case, then why did you break up with me in the first place? If you’re so sad about the fact that we’re over, why did you end it? You leaving those lights up on your windowsill is not helping at all. Take them down. Move on from the way things used to be. Turn them off so I don't have to see them from across my street anymore.
By Jamie Lammers5 years ago in Confessions
Love is Complicated
This is a speech that I wrote for a digital cabaret performance before I realized that the amount of time I needed to talk between songs actually shouldn't have been this long. Here is that essay now, containing the titles of the two songs I sang, "Being Alive" and "Run Away With Me."
By Jamie Lammers5 years ago in Confessions
Relationships
The start of anything is hard. However, a relationship is quite high on the list. In the beginning, when everything is so new and fragile you have to make sure that you stay yourself and portray yourself, however, in a version that leaves the other person interested and wanting more. You have to play a game of chicken without the intention of playing it. You can't show too much interest and can't show too little. Have to find the right balance for the relationship to flourish. Have to be able to have intellectual conversations and share your most bizarre theories. Be able to get to know the other person by having deep and meaningful conversations face to face. Getting to know their likes and dislikes and likewise. Not seeming too clingy or too detached. Knowing when you can say what and so on.
By Realist0075 years ago in Confessions
Teen Angst Playlist
It is never easy to trust one’s intuition, especially when the best way you can describe it is by saying that “it is exactly like that scene from those romance movies or mangas where there is an intermission with a more illuminated scenery that just makes your heart feel light”.
By Lidya Ataklti 5 years ago in Confessions
Jay and I Fall in Love Part III
The discussion was had, and it was settled. Goose demanded that she be allowed to live at the new house for a week to separate and pack her things. That week was torturous. I didn’t want to be the reason for a divorce. Other than the kiss we had shared I refused to do anything else until she was gone. Jay assured me that the marriage was headed that way and though I may have been a catalyst, I was not the reason for the split.
By Krysta Kurves5 years ago in Confessions
Feelings don’t lie but I did
I remember staying in a shelter on skid Row, it was called the Mission. there I met a young lady who made me feel a little bit more different about myself she did things for me that my wife didn’t and this is probably not a good idea to engage in but what can I say I wasn’t thinking with my heart.
By Shante Walker 5 years ago in Confessions
A Precious Love
It was in the middle of the summer and the weather was extremely hot. All my friends were finding love so easily but for so many people it must have been hard on them. Everyone would go to this one spot to make out with each other. As life goes by and their must be a meaning for all of this in someway or another to find the perfect true love of your life.
By Jo-Ann Therrien5 years ago in Confessions
When You Fall In Love
In life, we all love and we all lose. The saying goes “it is better to have loved and lost, then never to have loved at all.” But is it truly better to love and lose it, then to never experience the true art of love? The answer has never been clear to me. I have loved many and lost many, I have continued to search for love, and I have continued to have it fall through my fingers. No matter how many times I have learned to love, I have still not learned that losing it can be just as hard to understand.
By Faith Heple5 years ago in Confessions
