I'm beginning to feel like love is not a matter of fate. Neither is it an automated process or something that just, "happens." Love is just as much work as building a business or perfecting a skill. Love is a path that many do not have the patience to cross. Love is something that may… Continue reading I’m beginning to think..
"How far would you walk for me?" Is what she said. Deep in the distance, I see you dressed in red. The only image bright enough to see miles ahead. But every step is a struggle so how much do I love you?
Sun dimming down, it’s my only source of light. Only the flame of the candle can reach my sight. No sleeping tonight, because stress has taken a toll. No air, no heat, and no energy in my home. Sixteen, in my room, listening to my mother cry, And I have no control, because I’m too… Continue reading No Lights