From ever to ever leads to forever Not a day less will do We spend so much time being there for others But I will not leave my forever alone I have finally found my forever home… From you, I have found that the uncertainties in my life were only moments in time… Like aContinueContinue reading “.Not a day less”
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.the moments when I miss
Lost moments with loves I never knew…Missing the memories I never got to make… Day dreaming of moments that I know I’ll never have… Questioning why things were never as they seemed. Longing for the person I had envisioned her to be. Missing what I had hoped she’d be but never was. How can youContinueContinue reading “.the moments when I miss”
.sometimes
sometimes we wonder sometimes we wander sometimes we stay in one place often times we worry often times we scurry through the days in our current time and space our hearts do the feeling our minds do the thinking our souls doing all and everything in-between but, who do we follow? who do we need?ContinueContinue reading “.sometimes”
.bass
Back beat Still mind Wandering through the street Light feet Flow through my hips Pulsating through my finger tips Heavy chest Mellow soul The rhythm carries me high Painted with lyrics Notes flowing low and deep The beat moves its way up my body Through me you can see the notes The sway. The flow.ContinueContinue reading “.bass”
.sweetpea
Sweet pea Apple of my eye The things you do to me Make my heart sigh Darling dear Don’t you dare cry We might not have a lot But we do have time Throughout the many years No matter where we have been The two of us… Have been beyond best of friends From here;ContinueContinue reading “.sweetpea”
.when I say I love you
When I say I love you What do you hear? When I say I love you Do you think it is sincere? When I say I love you Do you realize what that means? When I say I love you It means I hold you dear It means I’ve torn down a wall I’ve letContinueContinue reading “.when I say I love you”
.she is not me
I love going through my journals, and the endless piles of tattered notebooks that fill my heart with nostalgia, love, pain and sometimes with peace…. An array of emotions usually come over as I live out the memories in my mind that inspired the words and scribbles. Sometimes it’s a smile or a tear, sometimes it’s gut wrenchingContinueContinue reading “.she is not me”
.why are you waiting?
What makes the world so bright To the small child inside us all? The fear and stress we have Is from being here…. But wanting to be there… It comes from knowledge, faith and hope Of a brighter beautiful way… One that we pray for each and every day Behind your eyes are answers toContinueContinue reading “.why are you waiting?”
.retaliation
karma wont stay away very long…
she will unfold an indiscernible curve ball
that will knock you off your feet
. the trail
An ocean of sadness that swallowed her whole. Questioning her sanity, she began to fall… Deeper into the rushing waves of sheer madness and pain. Always, she wondered… If it would be the same. She didn’t know just what to do… So she clenched onto her dreams, wishing that they’d all come true. She leftContinueContinue reading “. the trail”
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