Our lives were the sum of all our moments, weren’t they? Not just the ones that hurt, or the ones we weren’t proud of.
She walks- Like poetry Slipping, Through time Painting the world With a whisper Of what could be
Whispering through- Forgotten thoughts, freed once again Whispering through, Pushing memories through my mind Memories that I don’t want back But the Silence always reminds, Whispering through The Silence
I litter the ground with seeds As I walk, Through life Hoping that some take root And come back, For me
Cold. That was the first thing Mae noticed, everything felt cold. Blinking her eyes open she tried to lift her head to look around. Suddenly it came back to her, the winding road, the rain, and the car spinning off the side of the hill and down into the trees below. Her body ached asContinue reading “The Wind”
Light shimmered Like the stars had fallen, One by one And found a home, In your eyes Birds sang Like the world was theirs, Any corner And the sound was there, In your voice Flowers bloomed Like they were reaching, For something And the scent wrapped me, In your arms I walked into the world Continue reading “In Everything”
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