Soon after we married, I began the habit
It’s heartbreaking
Crying into the night
like a question of faith
I wake by your side
It’s like a weight.
By now, I am certain
that Hell is the name of a person
Red is the theme, with a touch of white,Candlelight dinners, chocolates and flowers,Fragrances, colognes, and…
I’d pick your torment, I’d pick your pain
taking our seats politely on either side of the aislewatching from the corner of our eyesa momentary glanceout of my own skina palpable energy
Being alone does not necessarily mean you are lonely or that you are sad. Maybe being alone is a choice someone makes to embrace and enjoy…