Tag Archives: love
I’ve got some things to work out, they don’t involve you. Ironically, being involved with you, makes them less work.
Gray colored hair, a striped pocket shirt, Gap jeans with white Rockports, and yellow pound cake for dessert. It’s been 8 years since you passed, forever an unfathomable loss, your heart had failed, and silenced your voice. You’re going to … Continue reading
On dates 1, 2, and 3, I chose to wear, something incredible, so he’d want to stare. On dates 4, 5, and 6, I chose to accentuate, certain womanly parts, to ensure the next date. It’s been many months, and … Continue reading
You fell asleep, and I could feel the poem forming in my brain, the words trying to find their place, but I didn’t grab my notebook, I didn’t want to wake you, so I tried to stay awake, because I … Continue reading
I’d like to pay homage, to the following men, those I wish, to never see again. The one who flirted with the waitress, the one who may have been racist, the one in love with his ex, the one who … Continue reading
The past is history. History repeats itself. Don’t let it. Instead, make your next chapter, one hell of a story!