Did you know that I once wrote you a poem?Yes, I wrote you a poem! Once.Carefully choosing words, strategically placing them one after each other,desperately trying to convey, I don't know what.I think it was love - so you told me.I wrote you a poem, didn't you read it? A friend told me to write … Continue reading No Word Poem
You’d set your own happiness on fire for the attention
I don’t follow, I lead. Why date sheep, when you’re married to the butcher.
Having had the last laugh, he saw the humour in his ultimate death. In living, others, he would never find out, just got to laugh a lot longer.
Having freed himself of her lies some time ago, her silence was the last word she spoke to him.
You are my first thought in the morning, the last in the evening, and the many thoughts in between.
I woke up this morning still in love with you. How very frustrating.
Sometimes I sing the words rather than write them...
Let me be the person that tells you, every single morning, that you are both beautiful and remarkable.
You called yourself a failure because you chipped a finger nail. That’s when I knew I needed so much more than you; and you needed so much less of me.
Some day people will ask, 'what inspires you the most?' I will turn, look at you, and without having to say one word, they all will know my answer.
You tell me that love is not always beautiful; a lie betrayed each time I look into your eyes.