Life is too serious not to laugh,
Like cleansing yourself, waterless in a bath...
I stole your seat,
you called me "Uncomfortable...
I keep orchids
where your shadow used to fall...
Slowly,
I think...
A cold front is brewing
As grey skies take form...
September 6, 2025 is coming,
For the end of your new beginning...
Pens her only tool
She writes the deepest letter...
Love can often be
Like an unfinished painting...
I walk past your house almost daily
No signs of life...
Iris in his Eye, a colorful scheme,
The hazel burst out into a rainbow-filled dream...
You told me you love me
But you need her...
Am I enough?
Can you help me understand...