Get Into Houa's Mind

Dear ______________________,             Today marks the day that you came into my life with no warning. I wasn’t prepared when you ran into me, making my world shatter with your unworldly beauty. You took my breath away and captured it in the palm of your hand. I was left completely and utterly breathless. I still am.             Today brings me back to the moment I fell in love with you. You were smiling in the sun, your hair a bundle of mess, and you were the center of attention as you were talking. Everyone was watching you, amazed, captivated, by your words, your beauty, and your passion. I was moved so deep that I felt the world shift beneath me. I still am.             I remembered the moment our lips first touched. It was like an electrifying bolt entered me and sent me to my knees. My toes curled and my blo...

I like the way you wrinkle your nose when you are about to sneeze. It makes your face bunch up like a little rabbit when its chewing. I like the way your eyes sparkle when you talk about dancing. You light up and you become alive. In that rare moment, you are truly breathlessly beautiful. I become trapped by you.             I like the way your hair falls around your shoulders and how each strand has a different hue that shines in the light. I like how your hair smells after you come out of the shower just like fresh flowers. When you’re nervous, you like to wrap your finger around your hair, twisting it just like how your insides are feeling. In that rare moment, you captivate me entirely and completely. I become trapped by you.             I like the way your legs look when you wear a pair of shorts. They’re long and slender and fit perfectly together as you lay in a ha...

The bitterness won’t let me live. The dreary feeling of loneliness runs through my veins and feeds my heart toxic memories. It gives me an empty longing to hold on. I’m at a complete loss, but I find no way out. I ache to find a way to freedom.             While others are filled with love and hope, I know only of torture and violence. It’s a brutal exposure to a life of pain. I have no strength left to fight this battle. I have not seen victory since he took a hold of my life. Slowly, I’m seeping out life in this little heart of mine.             It’s a mysterious ride to death as I pass these gallows of ghastly ghouls. Their faces frozen in time with their mouths open in a trapped message of terror. The road down to hell is full of these toxic spirits, reaching out to grab me. They want to hold onto me. They’re looking for fresh blood. They want me.    ...

            The sky was pouring rain as Beth Taylor hurried into the store. She entered the store and took a deep breath as she looked outside. She ran a hand through her brown strands and wiped the rain from her face. She shook the drops of water from her sweater and looked up at the cashier, who was smiling at her.             “That was so unexpected,” Beth said.             She nodded. “I know; I was surprised.”             Beth walked through the store, touching the beautiful blouses on the rack, and headed toward the clearance section. She pushed her purse strap up her arm and cleared her throat. Ann Taylor’s had a nice selection of outfits, even if it was too expensive. Beth took a pin stripe suit off the rack and walked to the mirror. She held it up in front of her and exami...