TJ White Writes

Time Lost My breath is caught somewhere between hammered heartbeats. The once rhythmic inhalation and exhalation of breath      is now suspended beneath my breast. My lungs burn with the need for air     to fill my lungs once more.  Seconds seem like minutes,     time warped by my desire to catch my breath. Your words scorch my soul and pilfer this breath from my body. Your voice is acidic   and speaks your   incurable displeasure . Your tongue lashes out with the need     to leave our battle victorious. Minutes seem like hours,    time warped by your desire to control me . My pulse ricochets around inside my head, pulsing at my temples.  A crimson river of blood rages beneath my skin. My heart hammers with the need     to feel loved by you again. Hours seem like days,   time warped by my desire to rescue our once enchanted love. ...

DISCLAIMER : I did NOT write this. My husband did. We were discussing yesterday whether or not we wanted or needed one another. I told him I needed him and felt his presence was a necessity to life. Although his initial response was not this wordy... I woke up to this today and felt loved beyond words. So, although it wasn't written by me, it was written for me and thus blog worthy. ;) I NEED YOU I need you to tell me to pick up my clothes, I need you to tell Niven to stop picking his nose. I need you to tell me to take the kids here and there, I need you to tell me that you always care. I need you to remind me of the things I need to do, I need you to tell me to do them now too. I need you to yell,and to scream and to fight, I need your heart in it or it will never feel right. I need you to keep track of, to budget, to plan, I need you to manage our extended kid clan. I need you to smile, and love me in bed, I need you to calm, my hot tempered head. I need you...

SAY You say you angry, the rage inside ya’s burnin’ bright, You say it’s in your blood, something just ain’t right. You say it ain’t cause of me, then you change yo mind, You say it makes yo head hurt bad, pain that make you blind. I say I can’t take no mo’, cause you drivin’ me away. I say I’ve had enough yo shit, no good beggin’ me to stay. I say I’m gone cut you loose, leave you on yo own, I say I’d rather walk on out, I’d rather be alone. Then we say we love each other, but we screamin’ down this place, We say we can’t never be apart, but we beggin’ for some space. Then we say we ain’t gone walk away but we turn the other way, We say we gone talk it out, but there ain’t nothin’ left to say.                                           ...

I Can't Go Yet I will miss the smell of my daughter’s hair,     And the way she always smells like washing powder and little girl fun. I will miss my son's squeezes,     And the way he curls in my lap and wraps his arms around my neck like he'll never let me go.  I will miss the feel of cold cotton sheets     When I climb in to bed and the way the wind blows the curtains in the bedroom.  I will miss the creek of the hardwood floors in the hall      And the sound of closing doors. I will miss hearing my children       Call out 'Mommy' and the way they pout when they start to cry.  I will miss the taste of peanut butter     And the way it sticks to the roof of my mouth. I will miss hearing the birds sing     And the feel of wet grass under my feet.  I will miss the way the rain sounds on my roof     And the way it trickles down the s...