Sometimes there isn't a title for a story. The words just flow like the sound of a brook in a wood no one knows of, until an author describes how the shift of the gentle breeze allows soft rays to caress the water to life. Then the sounds of the woods come to life before … Continue reading Sometimes There Isn’t A Title For A Story
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I Still Exist
I used to know you, the look in your eyes. You looked strong, like an angel that saw too much for words. So, instead I cried, at the beauty in those grey eyes. The world never so bright. I know you were here. I feel the shadow of you, ghosting through my veins. Your voice firm, … Continue reading I Still Exist
Abuse Isn’t Abuse If The Abuser Says So
As I have stated in a previous post, my ex-wife cheated on me when we were together. Well cheating is putting it kindly. She slept with her best friend and her best friend's husband while they were still together. Then she came to Iowa to bring me to Oregon. I then found out she hooked … Continue reading Abuse Isn’t Abuse If The Abuser Says So
Finding Out My Ex-Wife Cheated
I've been awake all night; another beautiful sunrise lost to the tightening ache in my chest. The thump of my heart against my breastbone hurts, and I want nothing more than to sleep. But I can't. I can't sleep because my mind goes over the last 8 months. 8 months of lies, of fighting, of … Continue reading Finding Out My Ex-Wife Cheated
Faith Taryn Davies 