Bedroom Eyes

His bedroom eyes were a brown-green disguise that hid the lies and all the fears of his life. I fell into them with great surprise and for a second i could rise without falling. Free falling through time. Falling. We fell. His bedroom eyes were a perfect guise and they cried. Oh how they cried … Continue reading Bedroom Eyes

A Little Broken

Some days I wake up and I feel nothing. I want nothing. I am nothing.  Some days you will hold me and Experience nothing. Touch nothing. Caress nothing.  Some days I'm still a little broken. My heart isn't always open, but it will always reopen for you.  You see... Some days I see nothing but … Continue reading A Little Broken