near you there is not place like this..you are my home…you have become my world…who would have thought that this could be possible?
you complete the parts where I come undone..you complete me in all the strangest places where i would least expect..
ADT
Near is a nice word, it implies you’re close to something, that you’re not completely alone in a void of nothingness. Near means there’s something to reach out to, to hold on to, and to look out to. It would be a horrible word to live without.
Libby
About people. Want to be NEAR my beloved family. God I miss my mum. I am 42 and it is so hard not living NEAR her. NEAR is beautiful. It’s about closeness in spirit, mind, and physical space.
slf
Near the back of the garden, grows flowers of many colours, shaded by the trees. We planted those trees… as kids we used to play there
We are near the beginning of this project … and also near the end, if you do not get your butt in gear! The meeting this am is to set down the final funding, and you do not have your act together!
Why is it near again! ok idk what I’m suppose to do but… Our separate ways will be near us when we hold each other. when I feel your touch I feel like I can do anything When I see you I can’t help but to smile I love You Emily Barton! I think this is love idk why I tried to avoid you I want you to see this in me too. Why do I suck at talking to everyone! If I knew how to talk maybe you would be mine by now </3 Like David A! You feel for him because he knew how to speak! He basically did anything to impress you even meaning to become Fake! But I no. I would stay the same and try to help you on your way! <3
Orange Banana
Closer and closer, nearer and nearer. Cindy ran, her lungs aching, her breath ragged, and her heart pounding in her breast. The shaggy beast pursued her, it’s long arms almost dragging through the weeds, a shambling gait of unbelievable speed that somethingsomething.
Dan
That feeling of closeness when you’re holding the one you love. The bonds between you strengthen, the emotion deepens, the nearer you get. Locked together in the tightest embrace, you feel like the world could pass you by and nothing would matter because in that moment you are happy.
Dan
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near is a common word which is often used to state closer one.
farzana
Near, so close. I could almost feel your touch. Why can’t I just go for it? I won’t always get this opportunity. However, I need to be closer and near to God, not him.
You were near the scene of the killing but you did not come forward. Instead you hid from the police when they knocked on your family front door.
You pretended to be ill and stood frozen in your bedroom waiting for the footsteps to die away.
A small cough could have betrayed you.
david lloyd
I was so near, so close. Then again, once I look it at it, I really wasn’t as close as I would have liked to be. I wish he would just come closer to me, near. Almost like finding that undiscovered love.
Nicole
So far away, doesn’t anybody stay in one place anymore?
I wish you were near.
Everyday.
There’s not a day that goes by that I don’t think about our tips to the beach.
Our talks in the sand.
I came near to death on September 5th, 1968. I crashed my pick-up truck into a bakery. I got a piece of bread in my mouth and nearly choked. Thirty men died, R.I.P..
r w
near far anywhere, where did you go such a long time ago. You left me here bymysefl lost in my fear. I loved you my dear, or at least i thought i did. But now you are gone and as this song plays on the radio i remember how once you were so near to my heart as i now start to cry alone
Chrissy Downing
Near. Be near me now. I want to hear your thumping heart echo in my ears. I want the closeness, the warmth. I want you in my arms and near my thoughts. So, come home to me now and be near.
Ev
when you are near i feel like the whole world has stopped. like no one else in the world matters at all. like there is a spark of hope that maybe one day you and i will be together. even though when I’m near you you’re usually near her. but i still hope. i still dream and when i close my eyes i pretend thats my reality. you being near for me.
Jordan
My heart flutters and stutters when you’re near me. I can’t think right or say the right words. I just stare and blush. And you probably thought I was weird and crazy.
Near is a fictional charater in a manga called Death Note. In it he is the second smartest person in the world as in locked in a battle of intelligence and skill with Kira, a mass murderer, and opperates his attempts to catch Kira under the alias of Near so he can protect his identity.
I am near falling asleep right now. I don’t know why I am doing this. This is a cool website. I am also near sighted. Near is a weird word. I wonder what happens at the end of 60 seconds. Near. Near. Near. I don’t know how to write about that word. PURPLE BARS. HOLY SHIT.
Sara Jacobsen
Using the near relationships to optimize your position in society
Long
Cormin who upon exiting the cafe walked briskly towards uncertainty and in doing so began to adore the pavement of which he aligned his shoes began to near the corner. He reared up quite alarmed at the knowledge of his doom.
A. S. Kleisch
Near. It is a word that makes one feel near and dear? No. Quite the opposite. I hate this word. Don’t come near me. That’s the only way I’ll use it.
Dave
The opposite of far. Sometimes though, it’s better to be far wouldn’t you agree? I mean, you could be near the edge of a volcanic crater or someone with some rather infectious disease that you really wouldn’t want. So, for me I think I’ll take the far option, sod getting the near thing.
Gary Hewitt
Near to you by a fine frenzy. The song that basically describes how I feel about my current boyfriend and my ex. Talk about craziness.
i was once near this park, it has a cuddly dog in it, but the dog didn’t like me, t’s wrinkles were all too fluffy, and i don’t know why i had to be close to this dog, but it insisted, it said “no, dayna, you have to be over here”, but i was all “but…. seriously?” and then a raptor came along, and took the wrinkly dog and i btoth for a piggy back ride, and it was fantastic, all along the railroad trakc,s because this was fort george park, which i still haven’t taken miranda too, but i’ll do it when she gets back, i also wanna hang out with eric around here, and get some ice cream or something, i wonder if eric’s into me. tht would be interesting to find out about. some of the reactions i’ve seen indicate that he is, but i was a bit high at the time, so i might’ve just been insane. i hope i don’ get too near to him, it might riun things with jared.
dayna
You’re too far away. Not physically, but emotionally. I feel like I can’t trust you because of what happened then, and now I’m not seeing enough evidence that I should trust you. I love you and I wish that we could be together again. Maybe, in the end, it’s me who’s too far away. I just wish you and I could be more near to each other.
Lacey
i’m nowhere near to where i wish i was, however i’m nearer to my goal, maybe someday my arms will be wrapped around her for the eternal slumber, but we’ll see
Joe
Near a old, forgotten forest and in a run-down cottage lived a small girl. She lived on her own, fighting for survival every day. Her family was brutally murdered at the young age of eight, leaving her with her abusive grandfather as her only family member left. Refusing to live with the old man, the girl ran away. She traveled the the world, never staying in one place for more then a week in fear of being found.
Missing
You’re a near-hit. I’m a near-miss. Sorry, darling, but it would have never worked out between us. This bulls-eyes ain’t big enough for the two of us; no bulls-eye’s that big.
She was so near and yet they couldn`t communicate. It seemed like they grew an anartric between them. The old smile faded, the small gestures evaporated with the bitterness that time had led them to become. They were strangers in their own relationship, their knees brushed against each other `s and yet the sparkle faded. They were so close, so desperately near and yet, so far.
Near. We are never near enough. Not near enough to loved ones. Not near enough to our dreams. Not near enough to ourselves. Not even ourselves. But, do we cease to keep running to be near ourselves? The person we really are behind closed doors.
Mary Rose Canlas
Water so close
I could almost touch.
Yet so far away.
Not quite the
place I wanted to be.
Everything has a purpose.
No one is perfect.
Always trying but never
near good enough.
Victoria
She seemed so out of reach, but her body was right next to mine. She was near me like always, thighs touching as we drank our soda and watched TV like guys did together on Sundays. The blasting sound of football chatter penetrated the silence, leaving no room for distraction.
Was it wrong for me to want to run my fingers through her blond strands, so soft and straight. Maybe it was, but I didn’t care what anyone else would have thought of the action but only her. Would she just take it as a friendly gesture or something else, something I was aching to have. I reach over and my hands play with her hair. She just turns and smiles at me, freckles marring the bridge of her nose. I could hear the rain splattering against the window, glass sprayed with droplets. She turns back to the TV, shouting as her team missed the boy.
She curses and waves her arm, upset and angry but I just can’t help but smile. She seems so cute when she’s mad, I ruffle her hair and tell her to sit down. She pouts before pink lips curl into a smirk and begins to prank call people. She loves being a trickster and pranking those she loves and hates. Then the moment is ruined as her cell rings. It’s her boyfriend again, wasting her time with the frequent “checkups,” I swear the dude was a control freak. I went to the fridge and grabbed a beer and chugged it down before heading for the vodka. Why was it that I was so frustrated when I knew nothing could ever happen between us?
She had a boyfriend and I’m single. End of story.
She’s straight and I’m not. End of story.
But I didn’t want that to be the end, so I kept my feelings to myself even though I just want to grab her and kiss her on the lips, hoping they were as soft as they looked. I wanted to confessed my bottled up emotions of 2 years to her and wished that she would realize what she felt for me. Of course it wouldn’t be love but at least some sexual attraction would be nice. I could at least deal with that. One night would be all I need to get everything out.
But she was out of reach as always, no matter how much she claimed that she would always be right beside me. But as a friend or maybe a sister. Damn that word made me cringe when it came to her. I want a lover not a damn sister! I have 2 of them already, I didn’t need anymore.
I could see her playing her hair in the distance and I imagined the space between us growing larger. The fact that we were only a hallway away, me being in the kitchen gulping down alcohol without her knowledge as she spoke on the phone, her in the living room with the pizza, soda and a losing football team on screen.
I felt sick. Not from the drink burning my throat but from myself. I had no guts, I was fearful she wouldn’t want to be friends if I confessed. What a wuss I was. I made my way back and sat next her her, face slightly flushed from the large amounts of drinks consumed. And you know what made it worse? I wanted more. I needed more to forget the fact she was in a relationship, happy and giddy about her loser boyfriend as always. But I knew if I had drowned myself in liquor, all i would be able to see was green eyes. Her shimmering emerald green orbs that lit up like fireworks when her team made a touchdown.
I smiled at her and leaned against the couch. She had hanged up and now I could go back to pretending it was just me and her in this world. And I could go back to pretending she was my girl and that she knew I loved her even if I knew she didn’t. But right now, reality didn’t matter, it would catch up later. But it could and would wait until she left my side again to be in the arms of her actual lover. That stupid fucker didn’t deserve her. But knowing me, I didn’t deserve her either.
i want you near, the eyelashes that spread from one side of my view to the other, when im closest to you, so near. when i feel your breath beside my neck when i see your smile, just the barest part of it, the most beautiful so near. nothing compares to being near you.
near you there is not place like this..you are my home…you have become my world…who would have thought that this could be possible?
you complete the parts where I come undone..you complete me in all the strangest places where i would least expect..
Near is a nice word, it implies you’re close to something, that you’re not completely alone in a void of nothingness. Near means there’s something to reach out to, to hold on to, and to look out to. It would be a horrible word to live without.
About people. Want to be NEAR my beloved family. God I miss my mum. I am 42 and it is so hard not living NEAR her. NEAR is beautiful. It’s about closeness in spirit, mind, and physical space.
Near the back of the garden, grows flowers of many colours, shaded by the trees. We planted those trees… as kids we used to play there
Near the tree I once passed by is an empty space. In its place is a love seat carved out of that tree – it is still near to where I once passed by.
We are near the beginning of this project … and also near the end, if you do not get your butt in gear! The meeting this am is to set down the final funding, and you do not have your act together!
Love and happiness is all you need!
Why is it near again! ok idk what I’m suppose to do but… Our separate ways will be near us when we hold each other. when I feel your touch I feel like I can do anything When I see you I can’t help but to smile I love You Emily Barton! I think this is love idk why I tried to avoid you I want you to see this in me too. Why do I suck at talking to everyone! If I knew how to talk maybe you would be mine by now </3 Like David A! You feel for him because he knew how to speak! He basically did anything to impress you even meaning to become Fake! But I no. I would stay the same and try to help you on your way! <3
Closer and closer, nearer and nearer. Cindy ran, her lungs aching, her breath ragged, and her heart pounding in her breast. The shaggy beast pursued her, it’s long arms almost dragging through the weeds, a shambling gait of unbelievable speed that somethingsomething.
That feeling of closeness when you’re holding the one you love. The bonds between you strengthen, the emotion deepens, the nearer you get. Locked together in the tightest embrace, you feel like the world could pass you by and nothing would matter because in that moment you are happy.
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near is a common word which is often used to state closer one.
Near, so close. I could almost feel your touch. Why can’t I just go for it? I won’t always get this opportunity. However, I need to be closer and near to God, not him.
You were near the scene of the killing but you did not come forward. Instead you hid from the police when they knocked on your family front door.
You pretended to be ill and stood frozen in your bedroom waiting for the footsteps to die away.
A small cough could have betrayed you.
I was so near, so close. Then again, once I look it at it, I really wasn’t as close as I would have liked to be. I wish he would just come closer to me, near. Almost like finding that undiscovered love.
So far away, doesn’t anybody stay in one place anymore?
I wish you were near.
Everyday.
There’s not a day that goes by that I don’t think about our tips to the beach.
Our talks in the sand.
I came near to death on September 5th, 1968. I crashed my pick-up truck into a bakery. I got a piece of bread in my mouth and nearly choked. Thirty men died, R.I.P..
near far anywhere, where did you go such a long time ago. You left me here bymysefl lost in my fear. I loved you my dear, or at least i thought i did. But now you are gone and as this song plays on the radio i remember how once you were so near to my heart as i now start to cry alone
Near. Be near me now. I want to hear your thumping heart echo in my ears. I want the closeness, the warmth. I want you in my arms and near my thoughts. So, come home to me now and be near.
when you are near i feel like the whole world has stopped. like no one else in the world matters at all. like there is a spark of hope that maybe one day you and i will be together. even though when I’m near you you’re usually near her. but i still hope. i still dream and when i close my eyes i pretend thats my reality. you being near for me.
My heart flutters and stutters when you’re near me. I can’t think right or say the right words. I just stare and blush. And you probably thought I was weird and crazy.
You’re not near me right now and I hate it. I want to feel your warmth.
Near is a fictional charater in a manga called Death Note. In it he is the second smartest person in the world as in locked in a battle of intelligence and skill with Kira, a mass murderer, and opperates his attempts to catch Kira under the alias of Near so he can protect his identity.
I am near falling asleep right now. I don’t know why I am doing this. This is a cool website. I am also near sighted. Near is a weird word. I wonder what happens at the end of 60 seconds. Near. Near. Near. I don’t know how to write about that word. PURPLE BARS. HOLY SHIT.
Using the near relationships to optimize your position in society
Cormin who upon exiting the cafe walked briskly towards uncertainty and in doing so began to adore the pavement of which he aligned his shoes began to near the corner. He reared up quite alarmed at the knowledge of his doom.
Near. It is a word that makes one feel near and dear? No. Quite the opposite. I hate this word. Don’t come near me. That’s the only way I’ll use it.
The opposite of far. Sometimes though, it’s better to be far wouldn’t you agree? I mean, you could be near the edge of a volcanic crater or someone with some rather infectious disease that you really wouldn’t want. So, for me I think I’ll take the far option, sod getting the near thing.
Near to you by a fine frenzy. The song that basically describes how I feel about my current boyfriend and my ex. Talk about craziness.
I
i was once near this park, it has a cuddly dog in it, but the dog didn’t like me, t’s wrinkles were all too fluffy, and i don’t know why i had to be close to this dog, but it insisted, it said “no, dayna, you have to be over here”, but i was all “but…. seriously?” and then a raptor came along, and took the wrinkly dog and i btoth for a piggy back ride, and it was fantastic, all along the railroad trakc,s because this was fort george park, which i still haven’t taken miranda too, but i’ll do it when she gets back, i also wanna hang out with eric around here, and get some ice cream or something, i wonder if eric’s into me. tht would be interesting to find out about. some of the reactions i’ve seen indicate that he is, but i was a bit high at the time, so i might’ve just been insane. i hope i don’ get too near to him, it might riun things with jared.
You’re too far away. Not physically, but emotionally. I feel like I can’t trust you because of what happened then, and now I’m not seeing enough evidence that I should trust you. I love you and I wish that we could be together again. Maybe, in the end, it’s me who’s too far away. I just wish you and I could be more near to each other.
i’m nowhere near to where i wish i was, however i’m nearer to my goal, maybe someday my arms will be wrapped around her for the eternal slumber, but we’ll see
Near a old, forgotten forest and in a run-down cottage lived a small girl. She lived on her own, fighting for survival every day. Her family was brutally murdered at the young age of eight, leaving her with her abusive grandfather as her only family member left. Refusing to live with the old man, the girl ran away. She traveled the the world, never staying in one place for more then a week in fear of being found.
You’re a near-hit. I’m a near-miss. Sorry, darling, but it would have never worked out between us. This bulls-eyes ain’t big enough for the two of us; no bulls-eye’s that big.
She was so near and yet they couldn`t communicate. It seemed like they grew an anartric between them. The old smile faded, the small gestures evaporated with the bitterness that time had led them to become. They were strangers in their own relationship, their knees brushed against each other `s and yet the sparkle faded. They were so close, so desperately near and yet, so far.
Near. We are never near enough. Not near enough to loved ones. Not near enough to our dreams. Not near enough to ourselves. Not even ourselves. But, do we cease to keep running to be near ourselves? The person we really are behind closed doors.
Water so close
I could almost touch.
Yet so far away.
Not quite the
place I wanted to be.
Everything has a purpose.
No one is perfect.
Always trying but never
near good enough.
She seemed so out of reach, but her body was right next to mine. She was near me like always, thighs touching as we drank our soda and watched TV like guys did together on Sundays. The blasting sound of football chatter penetrated the silence, leaving no room for distraction.
Was it wrong for me to want to run my fingers through her blond strands, so soft and straight. Maybe it was, but I didn’t care what anyone else would have thought of the action but only her. Would she just take it as a friendly gesture or something else, something I was aching to have. I reach over and my hands play with her hair. She just turns and smiles at me, freckles marring the bridge of her nose. I could hear the rain splattering against the window, glass sprayed with droplets. She turns back to the TV, shouting as her team missed the boy.
She curses and waves her arm, upset and angry but I just can’t help but smile. She seems so cute when she’s mad, I ruffle her hair and tell her to sit down. She pouts before pink lips curl into a smirk and begins to prank call people. She loves being a trickster and pranking those she loves and hates. Then the moment is ruined as her cell rings. It’s her boyfriend again, wasting her time with the frequent “checkups,” I swear the dude was a control freak. I went to the fridge and grabbed a beer and chugged it down before heading for the vodka. Why was it that I was so frustrated when I knew nothing could ever happen between us?
She had a boyfriend and I’m single. End of story.
She’s straight and I’m not. End of story.
But I didn’t want that to be the end, so I kept my feelings to myself even though I just want to grab her and kiss her on the lips, hoping they were as soft as they looked. I wanted to confessed my bottled up emotions of 2 years to her and wished that she would realize what she felt for me. Of course it wouldn’t be love but at least some sexual attraction would be nice. I could at least deal with that. One night would be all I need to get everything out.
But she was out of reach as always, no matter how much she claimed that she would always be right beside me. But as a friend or maybe a sister. Damn that word made me cringe when it came to her. I want a lover not a damn sister! I have 2 of them already, I didn’t need anymore.
I could see her playing her hair in the distance and I imagined the space between us growing larger. The fact that we were only a hallway away, me being in the kitchen gulping down alcohol without her knowledge as she spoke on the phone, her in the living room with the pizza, soda and a losing football team on screen.
I felt sick. Not from the drink burning my throat but from myself. I had no guts, I was fearful she wouldn’t want to be friends if I confessed. What a wuss I was. I made my way back and sat next her her, face slightly flushed from the large amounts of drinks consumed. And you know what made it worse? I wanted more. I needed more to forget the fact she was in a relationship, happy and giddy about her loser boyfriend as always. But I knew if I had drowned myself in liquor, all i would be able to see was green eyes. Her shimmering emerald green orbs that lit up like fireworks when her team made a touchdown.
I smiled at her and leaned against the couch. She had hanged up and now I could go back to pretending it was just me and her in this world. And I could go back to pretending she was my girl and that she knew I loved her even if I knew she didn’t. But right now, reality didn’t matter, it would catch up later. But it could and would wait until she left my side again to be in the arms of her actual lover. That stupid fucker didn’t deserve her. But knowing me, I didn’t deserve her either.
i want you near, the eyelashes that spread from one side of my view to the other, when im closest to you, so near. when i feel your breath beside my neck when i see your smile, just the barest part of it, the most beautiful so near. nothing compares to being near you.