Heart’s tugged
Head’s confused
And sleep won’t fall
It’s so familiar
Yet so uncomfortable
Knife’s been thrust
I’m being sent to the grave
I know I have to be brave
Or all else will flounder Continue reading
As much as possible, I’d like to avoid indulgence in personal anecdotes of love. But recently, I’ve been finding myself torn asunder by the winged creature we usually call Cupid. I’ve decided to jot down some thoughts on the whole thing – not getting too personal, – and see what everyone else thinks.
After watching the sunset on our rooftop yesterday illustrating the beauty of color, only to be soon turned into gray, disappearing into darkness, I couldn’t help but think of relationships. Continue reading
