I thought about texting Lucas, but what would i say? That I'd tossed and turned all night, thinking of his hands on me?

Tammara Webber

Categorized in : Thinking Hands Night

Look - guys are dogs. Women have known this since the beginning of time. Guys don't want to be chased; they chase. So if you're going to catch one, you have to know how to make him chase you.

guy dog looks

I try to be rational and suppress the hope that this is for real, but hope has a way of closing its eyes to reason and it just keeps growing.

eye real trying

He stuck the pencil over his ear, looking unconvinced. "Mmm. What position would you be the most comfortable for you?" I couldn't say aloud the answers that popped into my head at that question, but the flush that spread across my face like wildfire gave me away. He caught his lower lip in his teeth, and I was sure it was to contain a laugh. Most comfortable position? What about with my head stuck under a pillow?

teeth ears laughing

I'm going to arrange you, if that's okay?" I swallowed. "Uh... sure." My hands were clutched to my ribcage, my shoulders hunched almost to my ears. What, this isn't how you want me positioned?

ears want hands

Some of us can begin to heal the damage people have done to us by escaping the situation, but some of us need more than that. Tattoos make statements that need to be made. Or hide things that are no one’s business. Your scars are battle wounds, but you don’t see them that way. Yet.

battle-wounds escaping tattoo

It was as though he didn't exist, and then suddenly, he was every... by Tammara Webber

It was as though he didn't exist, and then suddenly, he was everywhere.

That’s what faith is, right?’ he says. ‘Believing in what can’t be known? Fall into my arms, Dori. I’ll catch you, every time, and I won’t let go.

letting-go believe fall

Over the past three years, we'd become each other's habit. And though he'd broken his habit of me when he walked away, I'd not broken my habit of him.

broken past years

No matter what grief or loss takes place, most of life flows on all around us, as though nothing's changed. At some point in our sorrow, we each make a choice to sink or swim. There's no alternative.

grief choices loss

He laughed, and the sound reduced the pain of every sore place on... by Tammara Webber

He laughed, and the sound reduced the pain of every sore place on my body to the dullest ache.

pain body sound

sometimes, how a situation is perceived carries more weight than... by Tammara Webber

sometimes, how a situation is perceived carries more weight than the reality of the matter.

weight matter reality

I've changed since I've known you. Not because you made me into someone else - but because you showed me a path I'd never paid attention to, and I chose to follow it.

ive-changed path attention

Look at me, Emma." Her eyes are full, the lids heavy. "Graham," she breathes. "I need you to hear me." Cradling her head in my hands, thumbs sweeping her tears away, I stare into her eyes. "I belong to you. There is no one else. All I want is to be where you are.

tears eye hands

I say I don't believe in love, but that's not really true - love is just the name of an emotion. It's like on steroids. It's lust with ethics.

names love-is believe

Tonight I want to stand on the side of a cliff and look down, dare the wind to gust and knock me off. Everyone thinks that falling to your death is the worst thing that can happen. But that’s a lie. The worst thing is to be alive for no reason.

loss lying fall

Few of us can actually change the world. We can only change ourselves. But if enough people took that to heart, the world would change.

heart people world

When you finally figure out what you really want, everything else... by Tammara Webber

When you finally figure out what you really want, everything else pales in comparison.

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But the scars are always there, waiting for something to poke the... by Tammara Webber

But the scars are always there, waiting for something to poke them.

poke scar waiting

I want to see your tattoos." "You do, huh? by Tammara Webber

I want to see your tattoos." "You do, huh?

tattoo want

I belong to you. There is no one else. All I want is to be where... by Tammara Webber

I belong to you. There is no one else. All I want is to be where you are.

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