j-a-doetschWhisper

40 / M / American
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For PopI don't remember every moment we shared. / I don't remember every conversation, or every word of wisdom. / Those memories are blurred through the distance of time, but the emotions I feel from those memories reach back like threads, connecting me to you. They weave together to create a blanket of the warmth and happiness that I felt when I was around you.
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Dec 29, 2025
Dear MamaI see you walk towards the door, mama. / You have some bags. You seem like / you're in such an awful hurry.
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Jan 20, 2025
AmnesiacThey say they a perfect memory / Is a memory that's never remembered / Strange as that may sound
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Dec 12, 2022
Good BoyMax didn't even want to be there. His coworkers had invited him, and he hadn't had an excuse handy. / In truth, Max's coworkers didn't want him to be there, either. They had secretly hoped that he wouldn't come. Everyone else was going, though, so they felt bad not asking. Now they wished they hadn't / Here he was, though, sitting around a table in a seedy local pub, waiting for "The great Garbo: Magician and Hypnotist". Probably just another hack who was filling time between kiddy birthday parties. The show was supposed to have started ten minutes ago, but hadn't, and now Max was being forced to socialize with people who he spent a great deal of effort trying to avoid most of the time. It was crap, and he wasn't happy about it.
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Feb 11, 2019
ButterfliesIt's that flittery fluttery / legs feeling buttery / suddenly stuttering
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Jan 5, 2019
The StruggleIt starts with a tickle to my heart / tries to gently push my lips apart / I resist, much to it's consternation,
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Feb 7, 2017
There's a Chill in the AirI'm overcome with sadness / It's not the biting sadness / The choked sobs
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Aug 25, 2016
Let's GoWhen you look into my eyes / can you see the starry skies? / Soaring high above the clouds
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Sep 16, 2015
Trippin'I've got that itch / that feeling / that maybe I've outgrown
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Aug 1, 2015
Mirror, MirrorLewis had taken his date antiquing. It seemed the kind of sophisticated, adult activity that he felt would reinforce the fact that he was, in fact, a sophisticated adult. Never mind that he knew next to nothing about antiquing...except that it was a thing sophisticated adults apparently did. / It was clear within the first twenty minutes or so that she wasn't really feeling it. / She was friendly and amicable, but it was clear that she was being polite for the sake of being polite. It was the kind of polite that meant she wouldn't be returning his phone calls tomorrow. For his part, he didn't make a fuss. He played his role and continued the date as if it meant something.
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Apr 4, 2015
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