DragonflyGhostWriter's Journal
01
Jan 2007
So many nights, cold and lonely, though not alone. I wonder...is he thinking about me? There have been many others before him. And there is someone else who lays beside me now. But this person whom I
share my bed and my body with...he does not hold my heart in his hands anymore. How can this much passion and fire be contained inside one body...my own? Some of you may think you know me. Someone of
you may think you have me figured out. But you would be surprised.
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About Me: I am a mom and a wife when reality has her way with me. The rest of the time I am a writer and a reader, a dreamer and a romantic. The glasses I wear are always rose colored.
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