I Believe in You

The odds are stacked and you You can't relax 'cause you're Thinking your dreams will never show up I see you try for a A brighter sky, oh but It looks too high and hot to hold up Oh, but you don't see what I see I believe in you If you're lost in the … Continue reading I Believe in You

I Wished For You, Too

The years have been hard, A dullness, a dark room without any light. Hands always stretching out ahead, chasing, Everything always just out of reach. I thought of you when I needed some colour in the darkness, A flash of hope, of what I might one day find. I always had you in the back … Continue reading I Wished For You, Too

A Bad Routine

Some times things happen at the right time, without any time to prepare. Some times, these things are exactly what is needed... https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LRSA4X2RGGc&feature=youtu.be

Face2Face

This is worth seeing - such an amazing journey and it still stays with me, on my mind frequently. Katherine Brooks, ladies and gentlemen. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vgE0aWIojbM

11 years

"But I don't understand! I don't understand how this all happens. How we go through this. I mean, I knew her, and then she's, there's just a body, and I don't understand why she just can't get back in it and not be dead anymore! It's stupid! It's mortal and stupid! And, and Xander's crying … Continue reading 11 years

I Been Standing In The Same Place For Eighteen Years

Bestie 1: (2009) Standing in doorways was the hardest thing I could ever do at one time. All of our gatherings were either at my house with the doors closed or me on one side and you on the other. You went off to college and I stayed standing in the same place, never moving, never … Continue reading I Been Standing In The Same Place For Eighteen Years

It Still Hurts

The hospital is dark, only the dimmest of lights flickering. That ever-present hospital smell floats around her like an ominous mist. Walking slowly down the corridor, her right boot squeaks, the sound seemingly amplified in the stillness around her. Glancing down at the offending boot, she takes notice of her clothes, as though she was … Continue reading It Still Hurts

Tell Me

Standing at the bus stop, there’s a strange hue in the air that has her tilting her head and reaching up to clean her glasses. Glasses clean and hue still present, she wanders down the street with curious intent. Turning the corner, she is approached by a couple she recognises, a couple who have been … Continue reading Tell Me

One Day

You always told me, “One day…” Trying in vain to prepare me for these days. In the early days, I notice your hat is still there – I make a mental note to ask if I can keep it, But then in the blink of an eye – it is gone. I take your collection … Continue reading One Day