He swept me off my feet. From the second I saw him, I couldn’t think about anything else. Every second, every minute, every hour. All I think of is him. I don’t know how he could do it. I don’t even know him. How is this possible? His eyes, his mouth, his cheeky grin. He was irresistable. It wasn’t fair.
Today I swept. I swept a lot actually. But that’s expected of me. It’s part of my job since I’m a houskeeper at a hotel. I sweep a bit of everything: dirt, hair, leaves etc. Sometimes, popcorn.
i swept away the tears that cascaded down my face. Never had my fears been so real. I stared blurry eyed as the casket was lowered. How? How could this happen? It was terrible. She was my twin. My other half.
Fleeting, go, never stopping. swept the floor, ashes, dust to dust. crust. sweeping the nation, record breaking, unbelievable, untouchable, chaotic, uncontrollable. loving, memorable, Lady Gaga swept the nation
swept. swept away. by a boy. like i want to be. just swept off my feet. completely head over heels in absolute teenage love. as if no one else in the world exist and me and my prince are living together forever in perfect harmony. all because he swept me straight off my feet.
I was swept off my feet by a man in black. A prince charming who was a rogue in disguise. Although he was sweet his daring nature continued to haunt me long after our “happily ever after”. To this day he is still a mystery.
The body swept across the room. But it wasn’t really a body, it was like the essence of a soul trapped in an image that was quietly floating across the blank hall.
The wind swept my feet upside down, and I flew into the air with my head facing downwards. Something had picked me up: something or someone. I struggled, swinging my torso to and fro, but to no avail. I was going somewhere greater than this world. Or more terrifying.
brandon swept me off my feet almost immediately. we took the leap from good friends to a couple in love in what seemed like days, but really it was something that was happening long before we were aware of what was going on.
Guy 1 honestly swept me off my feet in ways no one has before. But it wasn’t for me. I couldn’t be the “passive princess” I like to be the knight. I know that sounds messed up, but I was still in love with someone else. Guy 2 charmed me in ways I thought impossible. He also tamed and tempted me in ways that shouldn’t be possible. I will always be his.
I was swept away in love with him. I saw him as my ideal man, as everything I ever wanted. It was sad that it ended, but I am thankful it happened. Love is the light of my life. And I did truly love him.
swept away by my shock. I can’t believe who she’s turning into.
Losing control
A the tears roll
Swept away
to another day
Maybe it’s best
to take a small rest
From all this pain
to dance in the rain
The edge of her robe swept against the pink and black granite rocks that grew out of the ocean. She walked them with ease, watching children climb their sides like everest. Salt spray fizzed gently against her graduation clothes, a celebration she had escaped from.
One little look, one sweet smile, and he totally swept me off my feet. And he doesn’t know it. He doesn’t know how much I treasured those short moments spent with him while walking home in the dark. He doesn’t realize how much I miss him when he’s away. He doesn’t see that my heart beats so fast that it would pop out any time when he’s around.
My bangs were swept over my ear by my mother. “Oh, sweetie, it’s just a phase. you’ll see.” No, Mom, I thought. It’s not a phase. “This is who I am, whether you like it or not. You don’t have to understand, Mom. Please, just accept it.”
Sometimes she sees it as they do. Sometimes her tears take the depths and pour the secrets onto her pillow. But it doesn’t know. It didn’t see. She wants to die.
She swept up the dirt and food with a sigh. It was the end of her shift. She had had the worst customers, not to mention her boss was in a horrible mood. She had nearly cried out in frustration during her break; she just couldn’t take it any more.
The wind swept her hair across her face as she stood on the hill overlooking the bay. She tried willing him to appear but it didn’t work. An ocean separated them, but their love was a living thing. She felt him standing there beside her.
i want to be swept, swept off my feet. to be blissfully in love and have it returned the same. no matter what may happen afterwards i want to be hopelessly in love.
Her side swept bangs fluttered as the wind blew her way, and he graced them away with his hand. Their eyes met. Magic. All because of side swept bangs.
I swept the hair off of my forehead, rushed, panicked. Everything, my entire life, is ruined. I have worked my entire life for this career and now it’s gone. All of it’s gone. And now it all boils down to the pink line.
I’ve been swept away by his eyes, his laugh, his skin, everything about him.
He didn’t even have to try.
It was so incredibly easy.
He looked at me and I caught my breath, and since then, I’ve been his.
Swept off my feet since the moment we met and I’m not ashamed at all.
It was more difficult than expected to sweep all the fallout away. I thought the kids weren’t moving that much as I applied their makeup– the sort of makeup that made them look like tramps, but that’s all right when you’re a little girl– but apparently they were. So bits of cheap drugstore eyeshadow all over their precious little cheeks and me– with only a handful of applicators– trying to sweep it up.
swept away by the waves, swept away by emotion
caught up in the world of motion
sweeping, sweeping, swept
In dark corners she wept
not knowing when the light would come
and the pain would be swept
away with the dark
I was swept off of my feet as he picked me up for the first time. It was so gentle, so real. I was speechless as I looked into his deep green eyes. His arms were a stronghold and a comfort. They were strong and warm. He was my savior.
Under the covers or under the bed or the couch or the rug or whatever was in the room that she could hide it beneath. Things like these didn’t matter to others, only her, and they weren’t worth mentioning to everyone else. So the stupid silly things that bother her and that she laughs about while feeling a little bit bitter all get swept underneath the glaringly visible objects that nobody will miss, because if they notice it then they won’t care to look under it and see her insecurities.
today was the day her true love would come and sweep her off her feet.
literally. he had an industrial push broom and wasn’t watching where he was going.
funny how life works sometimes
:)
He swept me away
one day he met me up on the roof; put a note on my door that told me to get up there.
he met me on one knee, a look in his eyes that said he loved me and so much more
he swept me away
I was swept away into a whole new field. I came to college to study Marine Biology, ended up switching to Aquaculture, and now I want to go to grad school to get a Master of Education degree and start a career in student affairs, particularly in student activities. I was swept away.
my hair was swept away from my face by the mounting wind. I looked at the darkening sky, worried that it would begin raining at any moment. I grabbed daniel’s hand and pulled him under the cover of the forest. If it was going to rain we would at least seek a bit of cover.
I have to say something, Danny thought to himself as he swept Connie off her feet in his dreams; when all of a sudden for the third day in a row he witnessed her kissing her boyfriend out of the corner of his eye. Days later…
sweeping the floor. I think of spanish for some reason. probably because we learned to word borrer, I think it is, recently in class. I think of my mom cleaning the house and always getting so stressed out right before company is coming over. or my brother is visiting from college. she has to clean the whole damn house just to create this illusion that while he was gone we got everything figured out
the wind swept me off of my feet as the tornado ripped through the small town. i tumbled into the person behind me, gripping my purse, and praying to heaven that my car didn’t get destroyed.
I was sweeping the kitchen floor, my hair was windswept from my walk with him that morning. His beautiful smile, his laugh, they all drowned out the sound of the cars on the street, the swishing of the broom on the tiles. I wished I could be free to that park again, just to relive the moment that I knew could seldom happen again. It was freedom I longed for.
You swept the floor with them! But i didn’t literally sweep the floor with them..i just beat their team.. badly. Why are they sweeping the floor? are they like cinderella or something?! It’s called a vaccume buddy!!
He swept me off my feet. From the second I saw him, I couldn’t think about anything else. Every second, every minute, every hour. All I think of is him. I don’t know how he could do it. I don’t even know him. How is this possible? His eyes, his mouth, his cheeky grin. He was irresistable. It wasn’t fair.
Today I swept. I swept a lot actually. But that’s expected of me. It’s part of my job since I’m a houskeeper at a hotel. I sweep a bit of everything: dirt, hair, leaves etc. Sometimes, popcorn.
i swept away the tears that cascaded down my face. Never had my fears been so real. I stared blurry eyed as the casket was lowered. How? How could this happen? It was terrible. She was my twin. My other half.
you swept me away, from the first moment I saw you. like a seashell being drawn back to the sea.
Under…overwhelmed. Invisible and unwanted, unneeded, unloved. Too much. I’m not strong enough. Don’t be so mean.
Fleeting, go, never stopping. swept the floor, ashes, dust to dust. crust. sweeping the nation, record breaking, unbelievable, untouchable, chaotic, uncontrollable. loving, memorable, Lady Gaga swept the nation
swept. swept away. by a boy. like i want to be. just swept off my feet. completely head over heels in absolute teenage love. as if no one else in the world exist and me and my prince are living together forever in perfect harmony. all because he swept me straight off my feet.
I was swept off my feet by a man in black. A prince charming who was a rogue in disguise. Although he was sweet his daring nature continued to haunt me long after our “happily ever after”. To this day he is still a mystery.
The body swept across the room. But it wasn’t really a body, it was like the essence of a soul trapped in an image that was quietly floating across the blank hall.
The wind swept away the memories.
The wind swept my feet upside down, and I flew into the air with my head facing downwards. Something had picked me up: something or someone. I struggled, swinging my torso to and fro, but to no avail. I was going somewhere greater than this world. Or more terrifying.
brandon swept me off my feet almost immediately. we took the leap from good friends to a couple in love in what seemed like days, but really it was something that was happening long before we were aware of what was going on.
Guy 1 honestly swept me off my feet in ways no one has before. But it wasn’t for me. I couldn’t be the “passive princess” I like to be the knight. I know that sounds messed up, but I was still in love with someone else. Guy 2 charmed me in ways I thought impossible. He also tamed and tempted me in ways that shouldn’t be possible. I will always be his.
I was swept away in love with him. I saw him as my ideal man, as everything I ever wanted. It was sad that it ended, but I am thankful it happened. Love is the light of my life. And I did truly love him.
swept away by my shock. I can’t believe who she’s turning into.
Losing control
A the tears roll
Swept away
to another day
Maybe it’s best
to take a small rest
From all this pain
to dance in the rain
The edge of her robe swept against the pink and black granite rocks that grew out of the ocean. She walked them with ease, watching children climb their sides like everest. Salt spray fizzed gently against her graduation clothes, a celebration she had escaped from.
One little look, one sweet smile, and he totally swept me off my feet. And he doesn’t know it. He doesn’t know how much I treasured those short moments spent with him while walking home in the dark. He doesn’t realize how much I miss him when he’s away. He doesn’t see that my heart beats so fast that it would pop out any time when he’s around.
My bangs were swept over my ear by my mother. “Oh, sweetie, it’s just a phase. you’ll see.” No, Mom, I thought. It’s not a phase. “This is who I am, whether you like it or not. You don’t have to understand, Mom. Please, just accept it.”
Sometimes she sees it as they do. Sometimes her tears take the depths and pour the secrets onto her pillow. But it doesn’t know. It didn’t see. She wants to die.
She swept up the dirt and food with a sigh. It was the end of her shift. She had had the worst customers, not to mention her boss was in a horrible mood. She had nearly cried out in frustration during her break; she just couldn’t take it any more.
The wind swept her hair across her face as she stood on the hill overlooking the bay. She tried willing him to appear but it didn’t work. An ocean separated them, but their love was a living thing. She felt him standing there beside her.
i want to be swept, swept off my feet. to be blissfully in love and have it returned the same. no matter what may happen afterwards i want to be hopelessly in love.
Swing low sweet chariot
sweep me on outta here
you swept away the only one i love the most
so sweep me on home
Her side swept bangs fluttered as the wind blew her way, and he graced them away with his hand. Their eyes met. Magic. All because of side swept bangs.
I swept the hair off of my forehead, rushed, panicked. Everything, my entire life, is ruined. I have worked my entire life for this career and now it’s gone. All of it’s gone. And now it all boils down to the pink line.
I’ve been swept away by his eyes, his laugh, his skin, everything about him.
He didn’t even have to try.
It was so incredibly easy.
He looked at me and I caught my breath, and since then, I’ve been his.
Swept off my feet since the moment we met and I’m not ashamed at all.
It was more difficult than expected to sweep all the fallout away. I thought the kids weren’t moving that much as I applied their makeup– the sort of makeup that made them look like tramps, but that’s all right when you’re a little girl– but apparently they were. So bits of cheap drugstore eyeshadow all over their precious little cheeks and me– with only a handful of applicators– trying to sweep it up.
He swept. Then he realized something was odd. So he fixed it. Now, it was a girl that was sweeping. All was right in the world.
swept away by the waves, swept away by emotion
caught up in the world of motion
sweeping, sweeping, swept
In dark corners she wept
not knowing when the light would come
and the pain would be swept
away with the dark
I was swept off of my feet as he picked me up for the first time. It was so gentle, so real. I was speechless as I looked into his deep green eyes. His arms were a stronghold and a comfort. They were strong and warm. He was my savior.
Under the covers or under the bed or the couch or the rug or whatever was in the room that she could hide it beneath. Things like these didn’t matter to others, only her, and they weren’t worth mentioning to everyone else. So the stupid silly things that bother her and that she laughs about while feeling a little bit bitter all get swept underneath the glaringly visible objects that nobody will miss, because if they notice it then they won’t care to look under it and see her insecurities.
today was the day her true love would come and sweep her off her feet.
literally. he had an industrial push broom and wasn’t watching where he was going.
funny how life works sometimes
:)
He swept me away
one day he met me up on the roof; put a note on my door that told me to get up there.
he met me on one knee, a look in his eyes that said he loved me and so much more
he swept me away
I was swept away into a whole new field. I came to college to study Marine Biology, ended up switching to Aquaculture, and now I want to go to grad school to get a Master of Education degree and start a career in student affairs, particularly in student activities. I was swept away.
my hair was swept away from my face by the mounting wind. I looked at the darkening sky, worried that it would begin raining at any moment. I grabbed daniel’s hand and pulled him under the cover of the forest. If it was going to rain we would at least seek a bit of cover.
I have to say something, Danny thought to himself as he swept Connie off her feet in his dreams; when all of a sudden for the third day in a row he witnessed her kissing her boyfriend out of the corner of his eye. Days later…
“What is it Dan? Something on your mind?”
“Yes and no.”
sweeping the floor. I think of spanish for some reason. probably because we learned to word borrer, I think it is, recently in class. I think of my mom cleaning the house and always getting so stressed out right before company is coming over. or my brother is visiting from college. she has to clean the whole damn house just to create this illusion that while he was gone we got everything figured out
the wind swept me off of my feet as the tornado ripped through the small town. i tumbled into the person behind me, gripping my purse, and praying to heaven that my car didn’t get destroyed.
I was sweeping the kitchen floor, my hair was windswept from my walk with him that morning. His beautiful smile, his laugh, they all drowned out the sound of the cars on the street, the swishing of the broom on the tiles. I wished I could be free to that park again, just to relive the moment that I knew could seldom happen again. It was freedom I longed for.
You swept the floor with them! But i didn’t literally sweep the floor with them..i just beat their team.. badly. Why are they sweeping the floor? are they like cinderella or something?! It’s called a vaccume buddy!!