You can't stop them.
Even if there was a moment twice as perfect as the last perfect moment, you couldn't stay there.
If you stopped to breathe, just for a while, nothing would stop with you.
Things just keep going.
But what if they don't?

Love always,
Rachel

Just because you were young, it doesn't mean it didn't hurt.
Just because you were foolish, it doesn't mean you didn't care.
Even though you were wrong, it was all out of love.
You put your heart on the line time after time.
But over and over something came along to crush your hope.
And your brave little heart was left again, all alone.
And that's when he grasped your heavy heart with both his dark hands.
And he's not letting go easily.

Love always,
Rachel

Your thumbs press in again in vain.  It's not going according to plan, not the masterpiece you'd hoped for.  Now the clay's turning to mud and it's falling apart and leaving dirt all over your hands.  You didn't ruin it, it's just how things turned out.  The would-be pot became a puddle and a mess.  No way to get it back now.  Don't bother trying.

Love always,
Rachel

(P.S. Months-of-updates time.)

Only I'm not.
Because my mind's drifting all over the place.
It's trying to find you.
And it's trying to find peace.

Love always,
Rachel

I don't want to be an angry person.

Love always,
Rachel

You can't compare the things that happened to you to the things that happened to someone else.  There's no better or worse.
Just different.
It can't be compared.
This happened to you.
This hurt you.

What happened to others shouldn't matter.  You shouldn't and can't compare it.
Because you're you and they're them.

Oh, and another thing: it wasn't your fault.
No way, no how.
Not your fault.

Love always,
Rachel

I miss people.
I miss places.
I miss memories.
And now that they're floating off to Neverland I'm feeling alone.
Neverland is where I want to be, it's my favourite place.  You of all people should know that.
So I'm sitting here with the windows open in the freezing night.  The curtain waving gently.  Waiting for the wind to come in and change things.
But it always stays the same.  Nothing changes back to how it was.

Love always,
Rachel

I think I work better on paper or in print than I ever will in spoken word.
Brain does not connect with mouth.
And I end up feeling stupid and insignificant.

Love always,
Rachel

So, I think it's been that time of year where nothing happens, or at least nothing exciting, and I become more and more fed up and don't feel at all inspired.
Or that time of year where everything happens, at least everything stressful, and even if I do feel inspired I have zero time to act on said inspiration.  Or said inspiration is forgotten (grr last Saturday).

Or maybe it's both.

Roll on February.

Love always,
Rachel

All I do know is that I'm sitting here with tear-stained sheeks and bloodshot eyes just longing for that feeling.  To know someone's mind without a word.  Someone's presence enough to make you see the sun again.
Close without touch, held without capture.

There's this immense pain.
It's larger than the universe, but there inside your heart which it's breaking up and leaving in shards.
And you know that only the brave will tread there from now on.

Love always,
Rachel