I am human: Don’t become a plaything in love.
I will be treated with decency in every circumstance, in love, in hate, and in all that resides in between. You should demand this, too. I am not your toy.I…
I will be treated with decency in every circumstance, in love, in hate, and in all that resides in between. You should demand this, too. I am not your toy.I…
Writing for collective joy, writing through individual pain. Is the meaning all the same? It’s been a while since I’ve written on a blank page. I don’t always know exactly…
We grow with it. We grow to endure it. But we cannot let it become who we are. “When you say ‘I am in pain,’ there is the pain and…
Our love will rise from the ashes. We will become better beings. I learned to love you, Slowly. I won’t leave you. Our love almost feels holy. See, we have…
Eventually, I hope that we come into ourselves and find unison. Photo by Rod Long on Unsplash The cold creeps into my door some nights. It happens seemingly as the…
Time passes slowly and quickly all at once. I can’t catch it. Neither can I run away from it. It’s with me while it passes me by. It mocks me…
When missing time with your family turns to years, it starts to become painful. How will we heal? Sometimes the quiet feels too loud. It is then that I feel…
Do we really want to be together, or are we just too afraid of solitude? Are we more than just the sum of our parts? Can we love with what…