the world comes crashing into life, like sorrowful waves, against an already crumbling beach of sand and rocks

Waves pass me by, on the beautiful sunset sky.

A little love poem about an amazing couple.

Sometimes you need to run your own life and not let other people run it for you.

Please talk to me...

Love is pain in the most perfect way.

Passion isn’t love

Love isn’t what everyone makes it up to be.

We okay now

What do I do with these feelings?