Eyes are the window to the soul.

A silent tear falls down my cheek, knowing he will never come back.

Just want to be with you.. .

Ice skating is dangerous territory.

Guys have a way of melting my brain – my attempt at articulating it.

Treasured thoughts,adoring memories.

A minor incident.

Out of nowhere came someone you have forgotten a long time ago…
Something you didn’t expect…
What do you do? How would you feel?

An inverted Haiku about life : 7-5-7.

I can’t help but worry that we are coming to an end.