Connected

Young their pinkies intertwined while sitting atop the monkey-bars. The heartbeat beneath his chest humming underneath a blanket in the back of his pick-up truck One went to college. The other stayed home, comfortable. Other people came and went; they both changed they both learned. A visit back home, a holiday parade, and a simple,... Continue Reading →

Only she gave him Goosebumps

A blue sky, faded clouds decorate its edges. Pine trees puncture, reaching for the limits. Much like us, they're always reaching. The porch underneath him warmed his exposed skin. His heart ached, that invisible ache. The breeze smelled of her, his hand missed hers; She'd never be there, no matter how far his eyes reached... Continue Reading →

Give Me a Heart Attack

Her chest becomes heavy, the breaths are short, and her face is red. The walls inch closer, the voices of others are muffled; the whisper in her head cannot get louder. No matter how hard her voice pushes and scratches through her airway, nothing comes out. Nothing. In the early morning hours she wishes herself... Continue Reading →

Ponder for a Moment, and Realize

When I was younger, and throughout the milestones, I had always held a perfect picture in my heart and mind. Where I would be, who I would be, and who I would be with. No imagination could have created you. Only He could do that, and He did a good job too.

Those Eyes

This moment, right now, makes all the difference some how. My eyes open and close at night those moments of darkness, they seem to hold so much more. In my dreams I reach for your voice. Recreating those intonations, those wordless gasps of air. The moments we felt each other’s nonsense. Years have passed. I... Continue Reading →

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