questions
why must i feel so deeply?
why do i let this rule my emotions?
how long will i hang on to empty dreams?
how can it hurt so much when it was so short of a time?
but would i sacrifice the joy all for the escaping of the pain?
i want to…
i want to make you smile.
i want to make you laugh.
but i want you to want it.
i want to make you happy.
i want to make you mine.
but i want you to want it.
i want you to love me,
but i know it takes time.
i want you to remember
what it used to feel like.
i want to make you mine.
but i can wait.
i had forgotten
I’d forgotten what it was like
Being treated like a princess,
Being escorted to the floor,
Twirling around the room.
I’d forgotten what it was like
Being told that I am beautiful,
Being seen as a woman,
Not just as a little girl.
I’d forgotten what it was like
Laughing at the small things,
Grinning all the live long day,
Making corny jokes.
I’d forgotten what it was like
Feeling safe with a hand in yours,
Feeling warmth with an arm around you,
Feeling loved, if just for a while.
startings of something…
Thoughts of you bouncing around in my head
Like the sun on the floor of the pool.
I’d love to share them with you someday,
But I know I’d just sound like a fool.
The writings of Victoria Rose Dashwood
I have finally decided to do it. I’ve created a blog under my nom de plume. I now have a place to share the writings where I feel comfortable to do so. Comments are welcome, but I plan on remaining anonymous.
The Musings of Victoria Rose Dashwood 