I always used to reflect that the person with whom you spend your life should be someone you admire. Someone you look at and think, ‘You’re the best person in the entire world.’ And this troubled me, because it’s not how I felt. And then I met you.

Footprints

Footprints on the shore, in a line. Crimson sunset shadowed and lengthened with time I squint and blink down and notice yours are gone. When and what did this, and how? For a while now it seems, And carrying me you are not. A thread of sand hangs between us, Knotting my heart And seeping […]

A gauzy mirage. This silent vista removes us from our world, Our impossibilities. The song echoes in a heavy hearted vale. Your amber hue in my periphery. There are no words left to reach for. It’s lost; let’s just be.