Flames blowing in the wind; there she stood alone, forced to fight on her own, whatever decision she turned to, would burn her & there she will have a memory of the past, so she stood there, her feeli...

What strikes you as love? The intimacy? The laughter? A simple moment of holding another's hand? Looking into their very soul? When you look into your lover's eyes, what do you see? Love? Fear? Uncert...

Here we are again, the same routine- this is the part where I wait around forever, while you take your precious time Tell me, do you enjoy playing me as easily as a fiddle? You say these sweet words o...

Do not hinder me in such distaste, for I am young, I am still growing.. Sought out to be grown, yet there is still childlike wonder that is bestowed upon me. I shall cherish that for as long as I liv...

Beautiful colors, Burning so bright,