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…

Each Turn.

One step forward. Two steps back. We fight, senseless arguments, we hurl words that can never be taken back. One step forward. Two steps back. Hues of red, pink and orange, staring back at us.The world made perfect, just for us.Only for us. One step forward. Two steps back. Doubting forever. Endless tears. Cold starless skies….

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.

Colder Water.

Do you reach out, expecting my hand to cover yours from across the table? She pulls me through, when she feels like I am getting lost along the way. Do you see me right beside you just before you close your eyes? She kisses me goodnight and lets me wander into my dreams. Does your…

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…

Another Road’s End.

“And just when you thought everything was going great, Life throws you a massive curve ball. Just because.”

Sun kissed, Life bound.

Never have I ever seen such grace, strength, compassion, heart, dedication, support, courage, tears, wears, and unconditional love like that of a mother’s. I do hope that I was well worth it. I love you. — A tribute of sorts to the real super heroes in our lives, our moms. And to all the moms…

Standing Still, Holding Tight

History: Have you ever been so scared of losing someone that your heart literally breaks at the thought of a future without her? This was written as a quick escape from my hospital bed today. Enjoy. —