the Return was coming. she stood at the pow of the ship gazing in to the unknown. The new continent waited in the mist ahead. Somewhere there she would find the peace that elluded her. some time the worry would en. there in the new continent.
Never thought I’d want so badly to return to the places where we walked together. It seems so long ago now, but I still remember the way you laughed held my hand.
It took me all these years to figure out that all I ever wanted was right in front of me that day. And now I want to go all the way back there, but it’s too late, I missed my opportunity. So remember, seize the day!
I will return, I promise you that. I will come back to that patio, run my hand along the bricks, and think about your lips on mine. It was just like the first time. It should have been the first time. So, in honor of the almost first, I will return in the years to come and think back. Think of your face. Think of sunny afternoons, cars driving by, you pressing me against the brick wall. I will think of always pulling your lips back to mine. Return.
I’ll never return to California to live. I will return to visit my family. I am the only one of my family – on both my mother’s and father’s side – that doesn’t live in California.
return of the jedi. Luke skywalker is walking into a bar and runs into jabba the hut. Jabba has recently lost a ton of weight on Atkins and really looks fit. Luke is jealous of his six pack, so he buys an ab lounge, which does him no unveil.
never looked back.
never once.
and after every journey,
every turn,
up and down,
you come back
here
in my arms.
And things are
just like they’ve always been.
only difference is
we appreciate
one another just a little more.
You’d like to think that after college, after finally getting out to the real world, after getting a stable job, you’d come back as an adult that is able to handle things rationally.
You’ve since learnt that Life is a falsification of expectations.
Your return will be no different from when you left.
Come back soon, we all miss you so much. We are very upset when you left us, return, come back to us. Come back to the stress and exams and you’re friends who will keep you sane. Please, just return.
A.J. Lupie makes his big returnto the national judo scene. And let me tell you folks his return is not going unoticed. He has all of the judo greats doing wind mills in they’re graves. He is as bullyas he is brave. he is the kind of man I would be proud for my wife and duahgtes alike to lay. Heyyyyy aj!
After I returned from the grocery store I found Jimmy laying in the sand on our private beach. He appeared to have a black eye, various bruises, and various wounds. When he awoke I asked him what had happened. He wouldn’t tell me and instead just kept asking me to give him a sandwich.
The glass eyes stared back at me. Begging me. Bleeding through me. His lips quivered as the tears shook out of his eyes, and he let them drop on his knees. The damage had already been done – what was I to say? “I swear I didn’t mean to hurt you,” he said. “It was the biggest mistake of my life.” And my back turned to him, the shadows elongating from the dwindling sunlight along the horizon I now journeyed.
I always wanted to return to that place in Paris near the Trocadero. It was this small cafe that had stairs in the back that went down into an expansive basement room. The waiters smelled of soap and cigarettes. We sat at a table in the front and laughed at how we’d met. Two Americans, from the same city in Maryland, found themselves standing next to each other – lost – staring at map of the metro. You leaned over and asked me for directions in your broken French. I apologized and said I didn’t understand you. But, then you did.
I will return! or so he proudly proclaimed. It was hard to tell, with madmen. He was certainly mad. He couldn’t be anything else. Who in their right mind would willingly risk life and limb to destroy that which shouldn’t be destroyed? Sure he was an annoyance, but it wasn’t something they couldn’t live with.
He has returned. he has come back! “Johannis is here!” they cried. “He has returned!” Johannis had been away from home for quite a while. He had been visiting Heaven, for he missed his sister. He was able to get there safely, as most people are, and so he was able to visit her. It was hard for him to get back, but he made it. He told the story of his travels to the children who were waiting. Johannis was a great man. And his sister, Amelia Earhart? A great woman.
“Has everyone gotten all of their library books together to return?” Principal Sonia asked over the intercom to her elementary school. “We need everything to be returned immediately!” All of the students from all of the classes filed out to return their books. As soon as she saw the books, Katie Underwood, who volunteered to help reshelve them, regretted her decision. Katie was a lifelong reader who loved books and practically lived in the library during her free time, but things were about to get hard, reshelving everything.
You see, it was the last day of school, and the elementary school had a tradition of having everyone gather up their library books and bring them down to the library where volunteer fifth graders would reshelve them and the librarians would shut down the library for the summer.
On the day of the return she came flying on her dragon, Ellesmera came. She was so beautiful I just could not resist , so I leapt up. She reached out to me and we flew away together never to return…
“You have to return to me, Leah,” Medusa said, “You will return eventually, very soon, out of mere fear. You know your father will die upon your return. Don’t you hate him, Leah? Don’t you just hate your father?” Medusa stood there patiently.
“No! I will never come back!” I yelled. “I may hate my father sometimes, but he’s my father, and I love him! I’m never returning!” Leah ran off. Medusa’s hardening glare stared at her, but Leah wasn’t looking at her eyes, not allowing herself to turn to stone. Leah ran home, all the way, though home was her father’s house.
Leah had hated her father, since he was rich and had killed her poor mother. Despite her hatred for him, he loved her, which actually meant a lot to Leah when she fought Medusa, her enemy, since Medusa had killed her sister, Audrey. Her father wanted nothing to do with Medusa and hated it when Leah came home from her everyday battles, blood stained and half stone, because all of the maids would run away and go home in fear and leave it to Leah’s father to help her out and get her ready for the next day’s battle, though he never helped her prepare.
The next day, Leah did not return. Her father did not go to work. Instead, they stayed at home with fear of Medusa coming and hurting them. Medusa was looking for them with mysterious letters promising a return. Leah, however, enjoyed the day with her father. Though Medusa could be so painful, so deathly, and so mean sometimes, sometimes, she brought torn families just a little closer.
There was no way to return back to normal. It was point of ‘no return’. I already went across the River. With little coin in my hand, I was welcomed by a man in black. I wanted to see his face as I passed him the coin, but it was too dark under his hood.
going back, home, on the range, where the dear and the antelope play, Blockbuster, I hate fines, what can you say, Libraries are going out of style, why would you want knowledge for free when you can pay NYU 47k, much better! I have no idea why I’m writing, the things you do for morroccans!!!
you must return the favor. what he did for you was very very nice. he’s such a sweet guy, and the way you’ve been leading him on all this time is simply not nice. you are a mean mean girl, and after you look deep inside yourself, and return everything he gave to you, return all the favors as well, i want you to jump right off that very tallest building in this city.
I want a return on everything you have told me. I will bring my receipt and hand it over , I want my heart back that , the one that’s broken, I was to return yours , but it never actually came
“I’ll return.” He had said, his famous smile etched onto his face, the one where his eyes crinkle in the perfect places.
Even then, even then he knew, he felt, that wasn’t true.
When he reached for the door, he was fighting back tears.
And why do I know all of this?
Because I felt it too
You can’t return it because you have already used it. The family bought a mechanical parrot but they couldn’t get it to talk. It was supposed to repeat what it heard. Then they knocked it off the table. They said, “We’ll return it and say we never opened it. Don’t tell the store that we knocked it off the table.” The parrot started repeating, “Knocked it off the table! Knocked it off the table!”
He’d been gone a long time, and now here he was, standing in the doorway like nothing had changed. I couldn’t help but resent him for it. What did he think I was going to do, launch myself into his arms like some pathetic puppy who’d spent the last two years waiting at the door for him? Please – no thanks. I was better than that, bigger than that; I had every right to move on with my life.
i never thought i would see it again, that home i once knew. our old house is knocked down; there’s a new one built in its lot. it’s a good house, pretty and spacious. i can’t walk our old halls anymore. i never knew how much i lived until it was gone.
I will return your ring to you… Today I will return your love to you. It’s multi-faceted love that kept me awake at odd hours of the night and tucked me asleep under the willows diffusing light. … The shiny stone that I wore with such pride, today, i return to you. …
I have since left. But let me tell you, when I got back there it was all I could do not to get down on my knees and thank whatever higher power I could think of to see that things hadn’t changed as much as I had feared they might have.
I wanted so badly for him to return to me. To love me once again. But how could he when he didn’t even know who he was or even where he was. It was the hardest thing to ask him to do, to return to me. To come back to me.
Return to me. It was the simplest phrase and yet the hardest task to manage. How was I to return to her when I did not even know where I was? Lost in my own head, a child still rushing through her mother’s amniotic fluid, sensing this thing called ife all around her and yet not yet able to grasp what it meant to be alive. How could I return when I did not know where I was from? Where do I return? My love, where do I turn? I seek her answer but she is nowhere near. She is gone and I am still alone here.
again return
return again
again again return
so I do many times true rhyming ways with you if you knew, like you knew
I would
I am afraid to leave so I will never know if return return return
such a promise is only for show
what if I sleep in? how then? return late? what then? forget the work I put in, what I tried to create?
Return to me. It was the simplest phrase and yet the hardest task to manage. How was I to return to her when I did not even know where I was? Lost in my own head, a child still rushing through her mother’s amniotic fluid, sensing this thing called ife all around her and yet not yet able to grasp what it meant to be alive. How could I return when I did not know where I was from? Where do I return? My love, where do I turn? I seek her answer but she is nowhere near. She is gone and I am still alone here.
Batman returns is probably my favourite film by Tim Burton ; Michelle Pfeiffer’s performance as Catwoman is simply fonding !
the Return was coming. she stood at the pow of the ship gazing in to the unknown. The new continent waited in the mist ahead. Somewhere there she would find the peace that elluded her. some time the worry would en. there in the new continent.
Never thought I’d want so badly to return to the places where we walked together. It seems so long ago now, but I still remember the way you laughed held my hand.
It took me all these years to figure out that all I ever wanted was right in front of me that day. And now I want to go all the way back there, but it’s too late, I missed my opportunity. So remember, seize the day!
I will return, I promise you that. I will come back to that patio, run my hand along the bricks, and think about your lips on mine. It was just like the first time. It should have been the first time. So, in honor of the almost first, I will return in the years to come and think back. Think of your face. Think of sunny afternoons, cars driving by, you pressing me against the brick wall. I will think of always pulling your lips back to mine. Return.
I’ll never return to California to live. I will return to visit my family. I am the only one of my family – on both my mother’s and father’s side – that doesn’t live in California.
return of the jedi. Luke skywalker is walking into a bar and runs into jabba the hut. Jabba has recently lost a ton of weight on Atkins and really looks fit. Luke is jealous of his six pack, so he buys an ab lounge, which does him no unveil.
never looked back.
never once.
and after every journey,
every turn,
up and down,
you come back
here
in my arms.
And things are
just like they’ve always been.
only difference is
we appreciate
one another just a little more.
You’d like to think that after college, after finally getting out to the real world, after getting a stable job, you’d come back as an adult that is able to handle things rationally.
You’ve since learnt that Life is a falsification of expectations.
Your return will be no different from when you left.
Come back soon, we all miss you so much. We are very upset when you left us, return, come back to us. Come back to the stress and exams and you’re friends who will keep you sane. Please, just return.
A.J. Lupie makes his big returnto the national judo scene. And let me tell you folks his return is not going unoticed. He has all of the judo greats doing wind mills in they’re graves. He is as bullyas he is brave. he is the kind of man I would be proud for my wife and duahgtes alike to lay. Heyyyyy aj!
After I returned from the grocery store I found Jimmy laying in the sand on our private beach. He appeared to have a black eye, various bruises, and various wounds. When he awoke I asked him what had happened. He wouldn’t tell me and instead just kept asking me to give him a sandwich.
An action in which somebody reenters a place from which they left
also a key on my keyboard
The glass eyes stared back at me. Begging me. Bleeding through me. His lips quivered as the tears shook out of his eyes, and he let them drop on his knees. The damage had already been done – what was I to say? “I swear I didn’t mean to hurt you,” he said. “It was the biggest mistake of my life.” And my back turned to him, the shadows elongating from the dwindling sunlight along the horizon I now journeyed.
I always wanted to return to that place in Paris near the Trocadero. It was this small cafe that had stairs in the back that went down into an expansive basement room. The waiters smelled of soap and cigarettes. We sat at a table in the front and laughed at how we’d met. Two Americans, from the same city in Maryland, found themselves standing next to each other – lost – staring at map of the metro. You leaned over and asked me for directions in your broken French. I apologized and said I didn’t understand you. But, then you did.
I will return! or so he proudly proclaimed. It was hard to tell, with madmen. He was certainly mad. He couldn’t be anything else. Who in their right mind would willingly risk life and limb to destroy that which shouldn’t be destroyed? Sure he was an annoyance, but it wasn’t something they couldn’t live with.
He has returned. he has come back! “Johannis is here!” they cried. “He has returned!” Johannis had been away from home for quite a while. He had been visiting Heaven, for he missed his sister. He was able to get there safely, as most people are, and so he was able to visit her. It was hard for him to get back, but he made it. He told the story of his travels to the children who were waiting. Johannis was a great man. And his sister, Amelia Earhart? A great woman.
NOT A TRUE STORY
“Has everyone gotten all of their library books together to return?” Principal Sonia asked over the intercom to her elementary school. “We need everything to be returned immediately!” All of the students from all of the classes filed out to return their books. As soon as she saw the books, Katie Underwood, who volunteered to help reshelve them, regretted her decision. Katie was a lifelong reader who loved books and practically lived in the library during her free time, but things were about to get hard, reshelving everything.
You see, it was the last day of school, and the elementary school had a tradition of having everyone gather up their library books and bring them down to the library where volunteer fifth graders would reshelve them and the librarians would shut down the library for the summer.
On the day of the return she came flying on her dragon, Ellesmera came. She was so beautiful I just could not resist , so I leapt up. She reached out to me and we flew away together never to return…
I wanted to love you. I could have loved you.
But then you went away.
And when you came back, it was too late.
“You have to return to me, Leah,” Medusa said, “You will return eventually, very soon, out of mere fear. You know your father will die upon your return. Don’t you hate him, Leah? Don’t you just hate your father?” Medusa stood there patiently.
“No! I will never come back!” I yelled. “I may hate my father sometimes, but he’s my father, and I love him! I’m never returning!” Leah ran off. Medusa’s hardening glare stared at her, but Leah wasn’t looking at her eyes, not allowing herself to turn to stone. Leah ran home, all the way, though home was her father’s house.
Leah had hated her father, since he was rich and had killed her poor mother. Despite her hatred for him, he loved her, which actually meant a lot to Leah when she fought Medusa, her enemy, since Medusa had killed her sister, Audrey. Her father wanted nothing to do with Medusa and hated it when Leah came home from her everyday battles, blood stained and half stone, because all of the maids would run away and go home in fear and leave it to Leah’s father to help her out and get her ready for the next day’s battle, though he never helped her prepare.
The next day, Leah did not return. Her father did not go to work. Instead, they stayed at home with fear of Medusa coming and hurting them. Medusa was looking for them with mysterious letters promising a return. Leah, however, enjoyed the day with her father. Though Medusa could be so painful, so deathly, and so mean sometimes, sometimes, she brought torn families just a little closer.
go back, come back return
to come back here
or to come back to a place
There was no way to return back to normal. It was point of ‘no return’. I already went across the River. With little coin in my hand, I was welcomed by a man in black. I wanted to see his face as I passed him the coin, but it was too dark under his hood.
going back, home, on the range, where the dear and the antelope play, Blockbuster, I hate fines, what can you say, Libraries are going out of style, why would you want knowledge for free when you can pay NYU 47k, much better! I have no idea why I’m writing, the things you do for morroccans!!!
I went away and now I return. I have grown. I used to collect coke bottles and return them for a nickel apiece.
you must return the favor. what he did for you was very very nice. he’s such a sweet guy, and the way you’ve been leading him on all this time is simply not nice. you are a mean mean girl, and after you look deep inside yourself, and return everything he gave to you, return all the favors as well, i want you to jump right off that very tallest building in this city.
The day I left the store, I had to return again to return the merchandise I ordered.
When I returned, the salesperson had to leave to deal with another question. When she returned, she helped me.
I want a return on everything you have told me. I will bring my receipt and hand it over , I want my heart back that , the one that’s broken, I was to return yours , but it never actually came
I was shocked. I was confused. I was angry.
“I’ll return.” He had said, his famous smile etched onto his face, the one where his eyes crinkle in the perfect places.
Even then, even then he knew, he felt, that wasn’t true.
When he reached for the door, he was fighting back tears.
And why do I know all of this?
Because I felt it too
You can’t return it because you have already used it. The family bought a mechanical parrot but they couldn’t get it to talk. It was supposed to repeat what it heard. Then they knocked it off the table. They said, “We’ll return it and say we never opened it. Don’t tell the store that we knocked it off the table.” The parrot started repeating, “Knocked it off the table! Knocked it off the table!”
He’d been gone a long time, and now here he was, standing in the doorway like nothing had changed. I couldn’t help but resent him for it. What did he think I was going to do, launch myself into his arms like some pathetic puppy who’d spent the last two years waiting at the door for him? Please – no thanks. I was better than that, bigger than that; I had every right to move on with my life.
i never thought i would see it again, that home i once knew. our old house is knocked down; there’s a new one built in its lot. it’s a good house, pretty and spacious. i can’t walk our old halls anymore. i never knew how much i lived until it was gone.
I will return your ring to you… Today I will return your love to you. It’s multi-faceted love that kept me awake at odd hours of the night and tucked me asleep under the willows diffusing light. … The shiny stone that I wore with such pride, today, i return to you. …
I have since left. But let me tell you, when I got back there it was all I could do not to get down on my knees and thank whatever higher power I could think of to see that things hadn’t changed as much as I had feared they might have.
return, give back, charity, revenge, go, pay back, giving is better than receiving, happy holidays
return to me my health
return to me my figure
return to me the summer sun
return to me my best-loved one
I wanted so badly for him to return to me. To love me once again. But how could he when he didn’t even know who he was or even where he was. It was the hardest thing to ask him to do, to return to me. To come back to me.
Return to me. It was the simplest phrase and yet the hardest task to manage. How was I to return to her when I did not even know where I was? Lost in my own head, a child still rushing through her mother’s amniotic fluid, sensing this thing called ife all around her and yet not yet able to grasp what it meant to be alive. How could I return when I did not know where I was from? Where do I return? My love, where do I turn? I seek her answer but she is nowhere near. She is gone and I am still alone here.
again return
return again
again again return
so I do many times true rhyming ways with you if you knew, like you knew
I would
I am afraid to leave so I will never know if return return return
such a promise is only for show
what if I sleep in? how then? return late? what then? forget the work I put in, what I tried to create?
Return to me. It was the simplest phrase and yet the hardest task to manage. How was I to return to her when I did not even know where I was? Lost in my own head, a child still rushing through her mother’s amniotic fluid, sensing this thing called ife all around her and yet not yet able to grasp what it meant to be alive. How could I return when I did not know where I was from? Where do I return? My love, where do I turn? I seek her answer but she is nowhere near. She is gone and I am still alone here.
makes me think of a train for some reason, that is the image that pops into my mind, somebody on a train perhaps…returning.