It can hurt when a relationship is over.

So, this guy who is like close to my parents passed away. And my mom forced me to do something in his memory, so scratched this on my study table, who knew she would take this seriously =/

From time to time you find yourself out of your depth.

Poem about the howling of the wolves… they’re pain and sorrows.

Some people bring so much love into this world with them.

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Hearts are there to be respected not broken.

This song / poem was written after my grandmother passed away. I was on the computer typing one of my compositions when I felt a presence around my body. I couldn’t see her, but I knew it was her.

Nostalgia is the curse of being human.