Solitude

I seek solitude.

Packed Bags & Fading Memories

I wonder if I’ll ever get a chance to tell you about all the times I wanted to find you and say “I miss you” – but didn’t.

My Wish

I have always met the world with my heart in my hands.

Am I your love?

…or your need? A bit a both? I wonder which is true for me?

“Soul Mates”

When we talk of love, often we talk of individuals that complete parts of us that feel lost or broken. It isn’t wrong to want to feel whole, it isn’t wrong to look at the one we love as a savior. And yet I believe that true love, the kind of love that moves you, […]

Within Me

We are only afraid of what is to come – because foreign is unfamiliarity.