My sentiments exactly

I am ashamed. Ashamed of the way I treat you. Ashamed that part of my heart turns to stone when we are together. The way I snap at you wh...

Extending a gentle hand amidst confusion, chaos, trying to help a young man, who tries so hard to make sense of this world. Perhaps in a dif...

It was summertime , but not one of those hot sticky days that leave you running for the nearest AC it was pleasant, and yet she was uncomfor...

Vanished without a trace Nobody looking, no matter, no waste Of time trying to figure out what went wrong Turn a blind eye just move on j...

Let me hold your hand for a moment. Your skin once soft feeling weathered Your strong grasp has weakened just a slight bit, as mine has, a...

She likes to get her hands dirty, mud piles become her instant friend.  She wears homemade crowns of flowers and magistrates over a magic la...

Trying to keep my balance I tiptoe across the floor, jagged pieces of glass scattered haphazardly, taking on a life of their own, hoping, ye...