My love was unique.

Just the story of my life, in reality this situation caused me to go into tharapay.

Our relationship has become a thing of the past.

Writing saved my life.

A poem I wrote a while back.

I’[m not sure if I want to call this finished or not..

This is a poem that I wrote. It’s about losing someone, and talking to him, blaming him for his departure, or death…

You were playing her.

There is a lot of luck involved in love.

My writings and thoughts. Enjoy.