Little whispers.
So silent and yet so strong.
So weak and yet so vulnerable.
Will anybody be listening to those little whispers?
Little whispers.
They tell a story.
They tell the truth.
They express your deepest emotions.
Will anybody care enough?
Little whispers.
You've been there when I was small.
You've been there when I was alone.
You've been there when I was afraid.
Will you be there when i’m near death?
Little whispers.
Your secret is enclosed in my heart.
Your secret will be carried by the wind.
Your secret means something to me.
Will you share your secret with me?
Little whispers.
I know everyone has you.
I know people abu
Dear Military and family, by LovelyAmbey, literature
Literature
Dear Military and family,
To all the women who have lost there other half because of war or illness. May they rest in peace.
When I touched him, I felt happy.
Because he was mine.
and
Because he was there…
To hold me when I needed it.
To kiss me when I wanted it.
To listen to me when I had to be heard.
When I saw him, my heart raced.
Because he was mine.
and
Because he’s forever etched in my mind like…
His simple smile when he made me laugh.
His flexing muscles when he touched me.
His coffee stained tee-shirt, that I still wear to bed.
When I heard him, I couldn't help but smile.
Because he was mine
and
Because I know he