we are, we are, we are-
Women Are Wonder
Unremitting Words
They tell you to write and and write and write, because it is your passion and therefor you should not deprive yourself from it. But it is Wednesday, February 14th- and I have nothing new to say. You left, you left, you left. I've written countless pages concerning your departure and after all this time …
Desert’s Touch
"... the sun here shines"
“Trust Me”
"& I did"
Uncovered
"The loss of you is not to blame"
Places
Ideally We were meant to fall in love With the colors of the summer sky & the sound of the singing sun. Instead, We ensnare ourselves In the shades of loveless fiction- allowing ourselves to be enticed by the pretense of adoration. It's difficult, but at least attempt to remember that People disappoint Places don't.
