Often times, when we are faced with pain, we don’t realize what a priceless opportunity we have in front of us. Happiness is what we strive for, the emotion of which we wish to constantly embody. But, if happiness is all we were to ever know, how do we know that we are happy? How do we… Continue reading What She Is Teaching Me
It’s been 3 weeks since I have heard the sound of your voice. I am torn. I stay away as preservation. I wish for nothing but to speak to you, yet the second I hear a word from your lips, I fear I will lose resolve and fall weak at the knees. Sometimes, we have to do what… Continue reading Preservation
2 of 6: Luggage Mine is pastel with a hint of maroon Yours, a deep blue with a patch of a moon Most are quite used for a fabulous trip But mine, like a child, is joined to my hip It will never get easy to leave you behind “This isn’t forever” I must bear… Continue reading Luggage
