The difference is
Somehow we crossed paths first but never crossed hearts Or one ran over the other on its way to check-out […]
Poetess
Not Weak Just Soft: a Poem
Not weak, just soft Not bitter, just hurt Not a pessimist, I learned Not lonely but armed with courage to
Fools or Selective Memory?
“May your walls come down for the right one” is a mantra of my own that I sometimes recite to