Something reality parting I wrote once..

Only a vague memory, slight recollection of who you are… yet I’ve seemed to have fallen in love with that distance between you and me.

A mystical dream of the ocean; trying to enchant me to open my spiritual side.

Some people believe in angels.

I felt bored, so I decided to muck around with words and positioning them in an acrostic fashion for this piece.

Beauty reflected in my eyes.

A story about how the smallest of things can bring people the biggest of happiness.

An original poem about deflecting your true feelings too keep someone at arms length.

Bit of a metaphor.

This story is about a man named Josaih Turner, an honest butcher, who is sentenced to death in 16th century London. But can he prove himself innocent before it’s too late?