I haven’t felt it quite some time waffling through my words, wishing I might find it again, again, again. Yet how can I know, if I haven’t found anything in an earlier time.
If rather than the label more the concept if could it be easier we get ahead of the presses until the months afterwards maybe even years let the pedestal rise rather than fall ill inside such is instability in the throes of love. Instead of wondering anymore maybe conversations could begin all the gotchasContinue reading “If I Could Choose Death”
Ask me, wait, that could be, the, issue no one would ever, we tend to walk away, not malice, fear, trepidation, honor, if for a moment, a glimpse into our hearts, would we maybe see that love is a necessary response in live our lives, whenever we want to know, perhaps it is then weContinue reading “Without Prompt”