Faces gone; tears have been shed. A part of me has been left for dead. Voices silenced; still hear them within though. A part of
So I kissed her. Why? Why not? I think she’s beautiful; so why not? I simply couldn’t take it anymore. I’d see her and want
Happy Mother’s Day to all the moms out there. We come together to celebrate all of you from everywhere. And despite our own bias opinions
Like a workplace that’s short-staffed, an opening is here. Inquire within, start a new path. Become my newest dear. Inspiration needed, since my muse went
I’ve stumbled along the way, through love’s tricky path. Haven’t seen the bright side of it, only shades of its ugly wrath. Time has shown
Buenas día mi amor hermosa, ay como te quiero. Ay que hacer, pero antes que todo, te quiero besar primero. Es mi bendición mirándote a
Eyes I once looked into so fondly. A voice that sounded so sweet. Moments that captured my heart. Then I let life trample them under
My world was feeling dark. As if it had been trying to exist with a circled in sun. Emotions were draining my heart of life.
Solitude, the only way of life I’ve known. Nobody around. Nobody to share life with. It’s become so normal. A scary thought that once was.
Love. We know of it in different ways. Love. We can feel it in all our days. Love. No matter the time, it’s there. Love.
Sun setting in the background, A fresh breeze gently blowing. Peace. The sky filled with plenty of colors. Nature in all of its glory. Majestic.
Sitting, having dinner with you. We watch the sky; what a view! A luxury to be grateful for, that’s for sure. But seeing your beauty
If you need a shoulder to cry on, I’m here for you. Cheering you up is a job that I’ll always be willing to do.
You came to me in my dream last night. Under a clear sky. Under the moonlight. With it’s reflection bouncing off the water. We looked
I don’t have the heart for it anymore. It’s not within my clutch to try again. Seen my hopes and my dreams dashed to the
The tears drop once again. Another love gone away. Leaving us behind and not to breath once again. It’s all too common, yet we never