I loved many people, across many days, in many places, and with many hopes. But in the end, I was loved in return only once.
She kissed someone else goodnight tonight.
The flames danced blissfully as they melted the old photographs reminding her that joy can be found even in destruction.
Dear fellow travelers, I appreciate your initial support in my journey along the road of keeping up a blog. As I attempt to post daily, write more,…… Read more “Dear Fellow Travelers”
She had never noticed how wide the world was before. After years of looking at it from this exact spot, its size still took her by surprise.…… Read more “She’s So Small Down There”
Those imaginary state lines have become a prison for lonely hearts. If you love the person, escape.
We became writers because we believe that things are better left said.