What would you want to see in the first moment you walk in the door, the something that tells you that you are home or the last thing when you are on your way out the door?
I think I want to see light, a place to put my hat and coat and outside gear,
symbols of faith and family and my reasons to live on the wall, and something that always smells good, maybe a wreath or sachet.
I'd probably put a mirror on or by the door so I can catch any loose ends which might unravel me during the day's business. I think I would want a closet and boxes or racks for shoes, maybe a bench to sit on near the door in case something is difficult to put on or take off.
It is said the Scots carried white heather with them for protection and good fortune. I am in need of both and so are you so here is white heather for us both for the best possible results to come from this relationship we will never have
It has been a few years since I met you by chance in the dark on the 4th of July and talked with you momentarily. I could never say the right thing. Every waking moment contains that moment. I have never stopped wanting to go back to that moment again.
The years are passing away but the feelings are not so I think I'll just keep them for the rest of my life. I don't know how to talk to you about them without making a worse mess so I'll just put them here and think about them and decorate them and stuff.
They are of no use to you, but they help soothe the pain for me of getting through the rest of my life as a solitary woman with no partner.Solitude is better than a bad partner.
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What'veI got to do to make you love me? What've I got to do to make you care? What do I do when lightning strikes me? And I wake to find that you're not there?
What've I got to do to make you want me? What've I got to do to be heard? What do I say when it's all over? Sorry seems to be the hardest word.
It's sad, so sad It's a sad, sad situation. And it's getting more and more absurd. It's sad, so sad Why can't we talk it over? Oh it seems to me That sorry seems to be the hardest word.
What do I do to make you want me? What I got to do to be heard? What do I say when it's all over? Sorry seems to be the hardest word. It's sad, so sad It's a sad, sad situation. And it's getting more and more absurd. It's sad, so sad Why can't we talk it over?
Oh it seems to me That sorry seems to be the hardest word.
Yeh. Sorry
What've I got to do to make you love me? What've I got to do to be heard? What do I do when lightning strikes me? What have I got to do? What have I got to do? When sorry seems to be the hardest word.
