Some may say that I’m morbid, even disrespectful. I say, it’s a matter of perspective, and love, a lot of love. Today, my love died. Today, her eyes washed to oceans of blue and glimmers of white. Today, she surrounded me. Today, she showed me life floats on. And, today, I started watching the secondContinue reading Happy Days Live On
<a href=”https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/priceless/”>Priceless</a> Look closely. And you might find something priceless.
Digging graves, unconsciously, just digging. Scaring everyone. Dreams…well…they change. They morph into something scientific, to be dissected or picked apart. Between disillusionment and the idea that you needed to be more than what you should be or than what you really wanted. You don’t really dig graves. You dream, like every single one of us.Continue reading I Remember My Dream
Relationships grow, crumble, fade, part, and regenerate. It’s when they’re quiet that you know you’ve done something right. It’s the kind of quiet where neither one of you needs to talk. You don’t need to ogle each other like teenagers or stare lovingly into each other’s eyes like you desperately can’t live without the otherContinue reading Sometimes, we just don’t need to talk.