Were you being polite or did you see the hidden secrets behind the veils of blue when our eyes met? Could this have been the reason for the brief, almost non existent upturn curve of your lips. A flash of warmth felt, a blush of red, had I given myself away? Why could I not stop these betraying eyes from looking? Why did you not look away? Now I felt like one of the opened books that laid before me, I was being read, I was being comprehended. Your eyes searching page by page, reading the secrets I kept hidden between the lines.
Dare I turn to the last page and read the last line or do I have the courage to let this story play out, chapter by chapter?
9 comments:
Hello I am back! For now anyways!
I'm gonna try to keep blogging as often as necessary. It's just hectic around here. I miss reading your blog and I'll try to read and keep in touch more often!
BIG HUGZ!
Jamie
Hi Stephen! Every time I read your blog I am forced to really think and ponder what you've written. That's one of the many things I love and appreciate about you. You make me think and you challenge me to contemplate what I might otherwise not. So thank you. And to answer the question, yes, I think you absolutely DO have the courage to let this story play out, chapter by chapter. Love you buddy...and miss you. Sending big hugs...
As the story plays out, know that you have a cheerleader here wearing your colours.
I hope you are well my friend.
don't turn the page buddy, let this play out, you can do it, and then you will know the real,truthful outcome
Dear Stephen, let the story play out and be true to yourself
Don't skip to the end. Don't. What's the next chapter?
Good things come to those who wait.
Mike, better clean up your Blogger information, nothing works!
Dearest Stephen,
Let the story play out, you know when the last line is spoken.
"All the world's a stage." Play on.
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