100 Words: Hour
Just one hour, that’s all I want. One hour to smile at you. One hour to laugh with you. One hour to listen to your voice. One hour, to crave more.
Just one hour, that’s all I want. One hour to cry with you. One hour to burden you with my problems. One hour to help you with yours. One hour, to drag on to two and three.
Just one hour, that’s all I want. One hour to share my hopes with you. One hour to dream together. One hour to hold hands and sit. One hour, to wish forever.
100 Words
Brainchild of:
Velvet Verbosity
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Pure Perfection Mishelle, I absolutely love this.
Hey, I missed you! Don’t worry about missing a week. It’s my fault. I’m a flake and who the hell can understand a flake’s schedule? I keep thinking of ways to change the schedule that will make it better, easier, whatever, and then I go back to the old ways, and then I just flake, and on and on it goes.
Anyway, I loved this. So sweet!
Very, very cool, Mishi. I love this.
Love it as usual and like the new look for the blog. Hate having computer problems.
My 100 Words is on Mama Bear Writes :)
reminds me of…carl sandburg. ^_^ I liked Chicago, and this too.
This one hit close to home…left me in tears.
SPECTACULAR….Kudos to you 100Xs over!
I love this Mishi. I can think of at least three places in my life where these could have been my own words, except that you articulated them better than I would have. Is it OK that I cried a little? Good.
Oh, that’s so lovely. Makes me think that the person being spoken to isn’t here any longer; there’s such a sense of what the narrator would do with the regained time.