God am I tired…No amount of sleep can energize me: for the unknown that I seek, for the mud that I trudge, for to the ugliness that crowd...

Strength is more than muscle; it’s mental. Weakness. We can’t help but feel it. Life just seems so heavy sometimes. The weight of the wor...

'to the moon and back’ does no justice describing the distance I would go for our love.

An old friend of mine told me she would always keep the first page of every notebook blank. I never thought much of it until I started w...

Love: an intense feeling of deep affection To be honest it's been done and over-done. How are we to possibly try and define love as one s...

Those eyes: deep brown centers Beautiful flecks of yellow gold Perfectly rimmed along the outer edges; perfect - just like a sunflower sh...

Eyes opened, finally seeing things clearly, step back, gain perspective. I don't think we ever lose sight of the reality of our relations...

it was easy to fall in love with him charming, confident, intelligent, dangerously handsome he knew it he told me once and I loved him wi...

There was never a day I didn't wake up with the morning blues. Illuminated in your eyes I saw the vast sky, a sea of possibilities and st...

he said "to be honest, i'm usually not"

unimaginable - unknown planets and galaxies, yet we all live in our own world

You can't hit the ground running with that dead body on your back - people are starting to notice. Trying to breathe life back into those...

Starting over is hard, especially when you aren't ready. Analyzing your memories over and over again; existing every day in flashbacks of...

why do we give pieces of ourselves away? convenient, relevant slices of our lives. pieces here and there are not enough. we should be sha...

I want it all I don't care if it' greedy or selfish I want all the stars in the sky and every grain of sand beneath your feet I want eve...

Does love have a price? Are we cheap with our emotions? Stingy with sentiment? Frugal with feelings - too scared to let go? to give? Do w...

He took a deep inhale as we stepped off the plane My perfume matching the daisy the monk tucked behind my hair. Euphoria lifting the corn...

the sun sets on another day pink and orange ombre in our sky each day a beautiful delight the colors fading out of sight softly whisperin...

They batted their eyelashes Fluttered in their cerulean blue dresses The one that matched their eyes They danced around the room, bred t...