F. Jason Whitaker
Writer
Tag: #past
Untitled New Story
I found myself on a Greyhound leaving the bright lights of the city for a place I’ve only heard about in stories. What brought about my exodus is another story. This is the story of how a gay boy went to live with his…
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Goodbye to the Past
It’s been so many days since we last spoke on the telephone but it’s just now that I write these words down: I wish that things were different, I miss the way it was before but maybe it could never be like it was…
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Not Forgotten
I slow my mind with a rhythm as my heart races. I think about a moment, it was so long ago, it was just one night but I’ve never forgotten it. I recall meeting him every so often and how I only thought of…
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When I dream of Love…
All of these days and nights dreaming of someone like you but you’re just a dream that will never come true. Alone in my room with my thoughts and time… I find myself wanting what I’ve never had from you. Please consider the…
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Sometimes of Memory
Sometimes while watching the weather repeat, hot days with thunderstorms once again, I find myself thinking about these many years. Once I sat and spoke with you on the Boulevard while fascinated by the colors of the lights and our conversation I recall as…
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Sometimes I Wonder…
Sometimes I wonder where I went so wrong? I could love you but these feelings won’t let me let you in. Somedays I feel like this crushing force is about to take my last breath as I remember you as you were when we…
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We Kissed…
Somewhere, once someday long ago, we kissed and I remember how much I wanted it to never end but here I am alone longing to be kissed again. I cannot explain it, these feelings within like tiny explosions in my heart. Do I still…
