About Last Night.

Thump. Thump There goes, My heart, Wildly, Beating, Questioning. Thump. Thump.

Broken Echoes

Six months ago today, I held your hand. I begged, repeatedly. Asking you, please stay.

Unbreaking Chains

  159 days = 22 weeks and 5 days. Ask yourself, what do you do with 159 days? You go on a long trip. Fly across oceans and conquer all the land borders you can find. Drink too much. Meet people. Fall in love. Fall in lust. Get lost. Lose yourself. 159 days = 22…

Of Bus Stops & Last Chances.

Longing, as each day passes. Defying logic, odds, and sanity. Of a thousand fluttering butterflies. Questions, the hows and whys. Reaching across the bed, finding, wanting, craving. In thoughts and dreams. In sweet smiles and hollow pains. In harsh reality and peaceful escapes. Hold on. Hang in there. Stay with me.

Run Away.

Come take my hand. We’re inches away, several miles apart. Just a little closer. Just a bit more. You tear up on cue, with a wary soul. Clouded judgement, forgotten memories. We promised forever, ¬†minds at war. A love of a lifetime. Where did we go wrong? Shards of glass broken, as still as the…