A Quote From Ernest Hemingway

"There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed."- Ernest Hemingway

Thursday, October 30, 2014

Thoughts of You

The scent of you still lingered on my lips
Nearly three hours after our first kiss
The smile never escaped my lips
I continued to think of you
My hands shook
My stomach dropped
My knees were weak
I could only think of you

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