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Conversations With God

Toobigofadreamer

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Reads 18,306
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Parts 9
Time 53m

Toobigofadreamer

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I grabbed Him by the hand and forced Him to look at me. 

"Have you forgotten? Surely someone like you cannot forget. The one who makes mountains move and waves spill out of their sequence. Answer me." 

He looked at me with eyes full of the world and what He has seen, and kissed my cheek lightly. And a thousand winds started whispering, whispering loudly, the one thing I wanted to hear.All Rights Reserved

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Titanic~ The Heart Of The Ocean by suckyourmum999

He was my beautiful guardian angel, and I needed him as much as he needed me. My hair was blowing in the cold icy air in slow motion, tears streaming down my wet cheeks in slow motion, even my breathing and thoughts where in slow motion; I gaze up at him, descending away from him..... I see his hands trembling, the tears at the corners of his eyes, I couldn't believe the unbearable pain I was feeling......

Roses and Thorns. by realebethe

He tightly grabs me by my waist and he holds me in place while I still continue to get captivated by whatever it is that is happening here. "Tell me what you see." He commands in a voice that sounds so beautifully smooth and pleasant to listen to. My words are choked up and I can't even begin to explain what lies in those eyes of his. Something about his presence is reeling me in, pulling me more soulfully closer to him, something that i am not even sure is possible but I feel this connection to him, this ancient ancient connection, like I had seen him before, like I had known him for a long time, a life time. And the way he's holding me !!! He feels familiar and yet I don't even know who this man is and it would be crazy if I told him that I've seen a Storm in his eyes, a storm that I had never seen anything like it in my life. It was beautiful and enchanting. Everything that he Is at the moment. "Nothing... I didn't see anything." I lie, as my mind fully gets back to me again, and the storm finally dissappears. He let's go of me and i move to stand on my own. He looks at the features all over my face before he furrows his thick brows, in concern while he continues to stand awfully close to me and gosh he smells so good. A huge strike of lightning echoes outside before immediate rain starts pouring outside. I could have sworn that there was a zero percent chance of rainfall tonight, it was clear and there were no clouds insight, the ocean below the balcony starts to get angry too as the waves get aggressive and the moon looks as vibrant as ever right now. We both look outside before we look at each other again. "Are you sure that you saw nothing ?" He asks and I nod my head at him. "Nothing..."

HOOK by NicolasTsamis

According to a story from the far reaches of the East, a man was walking alone at night along a steep path near a mountain peak. The sky was covered with thick clouds. It was pitch black. Suddenly, he stumbled, lost his footing and fell into the void. Instinctively, he reached out his hand and managed to grab onto a thick branch that extended out from the edge of the cliff. He called for help, but the only response was his own voice echoing through the ravine. There was no one there to hear him. A few hours later, he felt his strength abandoning him. His anguish grew. When he could hold on no more, the first light of dawn began to dissolve the dense darkness. He looked down and laughed as he saw that just a few inches below his feet, there was a large, flat rock. He could have let go of the branch at any time during the night and stood on it. But he would have done so without knowing. Without being certain. By overcoming every fear, real or imagined...

Drowning by gsarah_13

I couldn't answer him, and I could tell that he knew what he was doing. Emmett already had me so far under, making me believe that I had control over what has occurred these past few months. He had his hold on me, and he was only letting us sink into deeper waters. "I think you know how I feel, Grace." He told me, forcing his eyes on mine, making it impossible for me to respond. "I love you." His light, clear blue eyes were all I could see, reminding me of the lake, the sky, and of him, all at the same time. And as I looked into those blue irises, and whispered back my response as he brought his mouth closer to mine, I found that for the first time, I was alright with drowning, as long as it was Emmett pulling me under.

The Definition of Beautiful (Shin-ah Love Story) by Kunoichi101

"Are my eyes beautiful?" he asked me. His question was full of wonder. It was like he was afraid of my answer at the same time. I used my hands to hold his hand that was touching my face. "Yes," I smiled a warm smile at him. A smile that wasn't to cover the pain, it was just a pure warm smile from my heart. "I see..." and then he smiled.

I remember you by Ashleyyx3

"How can I love you when I cant remember you?!" I yelled through my tears. He walked up to me and kissed me passionately. "I'll make you remember me because I love you" he said.

Pressing Matters by Kitty-Licious

I learned to recognize the small subtleties in his voice, I used them to guide me, decide what mood he might be in and most importantly; Lies. I knew he'd lock up when I mentioned it and here he is. His right leg bounced up and down, dried leaves under his boot crunched and the wind blew the rest away. All his scars became visible just then and there, from the small cut on the lower right corner of his lip, to the barely visible scar under his left eye. I thought I would have known every inch of his skin by now, draw him with my eyes closed, every dip, contour, ripple, vein... He commanded my attention as he locked gazes with me. I fought back the urge to move onto his lap and cradle his beautiful face between my breast. With every fiber of my being I suppressed the tears as he drew his bottom lip into his mouth. I knew that apology was coming as soon as his cold hand brushes against mine. My heart clenched and I shot out of my seat, " Oh my God." " I love you-" " What have I done?"

The short history of a shooting star by eeris0

Why am I supposed to talk if I have nothing to say? I asked God one night when I was hopelessly praying to him, but the sky doesn't answer back. It had the same expression as always, the clouds only masking what's hidden behind and the stars you can only see when it's past the bedtime. Why am I supposed to talk if I have nothing to say? I ask myself but I'm nothing better than the empty sky. I can't answer the question either so I'll let the prose I wrote down here speak for me.

The Dance (Unedited) by dracocacola66

He stands up and walks over to me. He grabs my arm and says "don't leave." I furrow my brows in confusion. "why wouldn't I leave?" I question, much calmer than a normal person would be right now. He lets out a deep breath and smirks. "Because I have something to tell you." I sigh and roll my eyes in annoyance. "What." He pulls me towards him and roughly kisses me on the lips. I push him off of me after he brushes his lips against my left ear and says "I was using you for sex the entire time."

Paint Us Gray: Part 1 by actressesumner

Rejection. Betrayal. Heartbreak. Grief. Unfortunately, we've all had a swallow, some more than others, of this bitter brew. This is just a sliver of my chapter that is a part of this world's grand narrative; it's about one person's toe dipping into the brokenness of the Earth, and the ripples, waves, tsunamis it created in her life. A couple of months ago, while consoling a friend grieving the loss of a relationship, he asked me a question no one had ever asked me before. A very vulnerable and powerful question. I had been sharing some of my own similar experiences with him when he messaged me that life changing question, "And, what did you see at the top of the mountain?" While his words were just letters on a screen, I could see the hunger in his eyes, hear the desperation in his voice, sense the overwhelming thirst of a person climbing up an incredibly steep and treacherous mountain. What did I see at the top of the mountain? This book is my answer to this question. Let's go for a hike.

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Titanic~ The Heart Of The Ocean

He was my beautiful guardian angel, and I needed him as much as he needed me. My hair was blowing in the cold icy air in slow motion, tears streaming down my wet cheeks in slow motion, even my breathing and thoughts where in slow motion; I gaze up at him, descending away from him..... I see his hands trembling, the tears at the corners of his eyes, I couldn't believe the unbearable pain I was feeling......