Victim

I miss him I miss the man I thought you were The man who spent hours with me on the phone The man who checked up on me all day The man who called me a few times a day And if he missed me, he would let it be known … I miss him…

The Little Things

I love your sun flower kisses at night.They let me know that we’re alright.That you’re not planning to let go without a fight. I love the moon light peaking through the curtain.So gently, tapping on our skin.Let’s close the windows to avoid the wind. I love waking up to our bodies tangled in the sheets.Nothing…