Sarah McKeever Hitt > Writing | WritersCafe.org

How many years must go by before I pick up on the signs? Will my ever fading ears ever do me justice and show me that you are never coming back? ..

Your breath filtered life saving air on my neck seductively. Your hand quivering strong possesion arond my wrist leading. Your mouth hot ..

Just when I thought it safe to jump back into the water I find that the choppy water ruins my hair Nobody wants to see me not done up perfectly and..

simple like us

I am this girl

Do you still feel this way?

Has the bird that sleeps next to your bedroom window given you the message That I had given him as he visited me last night when I couldn’t sl..

My heart is in a state.....

To Mr. ________

The stars shoot by And the world becomes the clichés That I hate so much when I read about the love lives Of characters in romance nove..