a prose poem
A damp yet dusty road stretched ahead. The sun shone intermittent, peeping through the thick, fluffy…
I have songs saved I’d like to consider as a portalA gate that snatches me from the present Takes me back, way back to pleasant…
The difference between me and you was how deeply I loved; It’s a beautiful thing to love someone so intensely than to…
It took me months to finally pull the trigger because the truth was that I had only brought you happiness…