11 Friday Nov 2016
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THE SENTIMENTAL SUNSET
I fear I will never love again.
Either you love him and he doesn’t love you
or
he loves you and you don’t love him.
Written By: Ask Ms Mandi
Photograph By: Ask Ms Mandi
Copyright November 11, 2016
19 Wednesday Oct 2016
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The Lost Diary of Jane Doe
To love someone is to be vulnerable,
vulnerability is raw.
Simplicity of love is to love completely,
but love is one-sided.
Love someone deeply,
but they don’t love you the same.
Or do we simply accept the person who loves us,
therefore, not loving them passionately back by being shielded.
Love is risk,
protecting our heart means not loving back.
Can two people love each other at the same time,
Or is it one-sided.
Complete and passionate love are both hearts uniting into one.
never one broken.
Written By: Ask Ms Mandi
Photograph By: Ask Ms Mandi
Copyright October 19, 2016
03 Wednesday Aug 2016
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The Lost Diary of Jane Doe…
As she sat in front of the full-length mirror, intently staring into it, but not really seeing anything, she glanced down at the telegram that now lay crumpled up on her lap.
She felt numb, as no tears came. She knew she should cry or scream or laugh, just something, but she couldn’t. All sense of any emotion had escaped her.
It was funny to her, but all she was concerned with, at that very moment, was that she didn’t mess up her mascara or her prettily made-up face. She had spent hours on her make-up, spending thousands of dollars on her beautifully crafted, red-velvet dress, and even more on the stupid party.
The party that was going on downstairs and which she should have been attending with the man of her dreams on her arm, but instead she was lost in her own thoughts and paralyzed to her chair, without any destination of leaving her white-oak vanity desk.
Written By: Ask Ms Mandi
Photograph By: Ask Ms Mandi
Copyright: August 2016
31 Sunday Jul 2016
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The Lost Diary of Jane Doe
She quickly pushed her self-doubt out of her mind. She knew she still loved him, time had no relevance with a love like they shared.
It hadn’t been love at first sight, but had grown out of the need to be protected and sheltered from the harsh elements of the world. He had been her hero from the beginning of their relationship. This was something he craved, something he needed, the need to be needed. And she had needed it too.
However, it was much simpler for her. She just loved him the way he was, with all his flaws and all. She didn’t care about his past, she didn’t care how much money he made, all she wanted from him was his heart, his honor, and his commitment to her and only her.
When they had said their goodbyes, she believed him when he told her he would come back to her. He had promised not to forget her. He had promised not to leave her behind, without him.
She had believed him. However, as each year past, without a letter or any communication, she had developed a horrible case of self-doubt. She was afraid he wasn’t coming back.
But she had been wrong. The dark cloud that had been following close behind her, had parted. The telegram had explained it all. He was coming home. He wasn’t lost or dead, he was alive and coming home to her.
Setting down her brush, she smiled into the mirror for the first time in five years.
Written By: Ask Ms Mandi
Photography Bye: Ask Ms Mandi
Copyright July 2016
27 Wednesday Jul 2016
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My Tears Fall…
When you trip,
my tears fall.
When you hurt,
my tears fall.
When you cry,
my tears fall.
When you scream out for help,
my tears fall.
When you want to end it all,
my tears fall.
When you don’t understand,
my tears fall.
When you reach out to me,
I shed no more tears and hold you close to my heart.
Written By: Ask Ms Mandi
Photograph By: Ask Ms Mandi
13 Monday Jun 2016
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THE LOST DIARY OF JANE DOE:
Youth is symmetrical to innocence.
Therefore, hate is a simile of violence.
Written By: Ask Ms Mandi
Photograph By: Ask Ms Mandi
Copyright September 12, 1995
08 Wednesday Jun 2016
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THE LOST DIARY OF JANE DOE:
Sometimes I sit on the beach watching the world go by,
wondering why I feel the emptiness I do.
Shouldn’t someone only feel sad if they had just cause to do so,
or does our mind play tricks on us.
Is there actually something out there that justifies such feelings,
sometimes I wonder.
Perhaps our conscious mind does not allow us to see all that we can see,
but our hearts can’t help but feel.
However, if there is no cause,
how sad would that leave us.
Written By: Ask Ms Mandi
Photograph By: Ask Ms Mandi
Copyright: February 10, 1994
