Most of the stories I write are sweet, romantic and a representation of real life. Complete with dialogue and feelings. This story is not one of those. This could probably be considered a real life account of a humbling experience. The wonderful woman in...
The dreams I dream about you Are never to come trueSo I should not be dreamingBut somehow I still do And sleep no longer finds meEach time I think of youSo I should not be thinkingBut somehow I still do Each time I read your poemsMy heart still cries for...
I was lost and I had stumbled But she caught me when I fell And when my demons got me She dragged me back from hell I fell in love completely With her eyes, her words, her voice But real life came between us And I had to make a choice I had to sever the c...
Two beautiful green eyes were staring at her from the mirror, eyes sodden with sadness. In these eyes the sadness always, even in the merriest moments, somehow managed to crawl in and take its proper place. And the present moment wasn’t a merry one at all...
