But hope is such a fragile flower in the rocky ground of my soul.
Donna CoonerThere's a point when he realizes the poor thing is so wounded it can no longer be fixed.
Donna CoonerThe hard thing about waiting is the not knowing how it's going to go. That's what makes me really crazy.
Donna CoonerLike it's all so fragile and could disappear with just the wrong look or the wrong words.
Donna CoonerThe end of the street looks so far away. I want to turn back or at least stop, but my legs keep moving. Step after shuddering step, crashing painfully back down to earth over and over again.
Donna CoonerI've been avoiding the mirror in the room. I always avoid the mirrors.
Donna CoonerI feel exposed. The camera is my nemesis. Right up there with mirrors.
Donna CoonerI'm always aware of being observed. Always self-conscious. I'm evidently living my life with stage fright.
Donna CoonerAt midnight, Cinderella ran away from the ball, leaving behind glass slipper. The doors swing slowly close behind, shutting out the sound of the party, and I realize I've lost something far more important than a shoe. I've lost my best friend.
Donna CoonerLong-buried hope starts to stir. terrified, I push it back down.
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