I often wish you'd stolen my memories of you then...
as you forged your love onto my heart, forever...
Sometimes we can't judge what is going around us.
we go with flow...
I feel your hands
circling...
When I first met you, I told myself that I must...
That way if something went wrong, I wouldn’t...
Paraphrasing a pretty poem;
I pluck paper pedals...
She cries in the shower
Just to hide her tears...
another headline
tumbles across a mass grave...
Understand
You can't see...
Annie would
Never be forgotten...
It is three
in the morning...
You pluck what you want from me like the petals of...
Yet I do nothing to fight back, wishing to give...
Yellow cardigans would perpetually be
Elegant in your view but I'd forever...