Wish You Were Her(e)
Short Story The problem with staying friends is that it’s impossible. Because the feelings are still the same, and there’s no hate to grab onto to tell you it’s time to move on. When...
Tagged: lonely
A Christmas Poem for the Lonely
Poem I know the sleigh bells are ringing and the Furs are more Noble than they are any other time of the year. Fire places usually dark and dusty are finally lit and...
Realizations
Poem I realized, Perfect weekend is sitting in bed and reading a book I realized, You cannot have everything you want in life. I realized, It is okay to have no one beside...
