The reasons I write.

3/5/2012.

Even if we rip the pages they will always be there.

Life is amazing, sometimes there are pages we don’t like to open but still we need to go through it, its one phase we need to hurdle whether we like it or not.

Life is a book, each day a new page with adventures to experience, lesson to learn and good deeds to replicate. Some chapters sad, happy and exciting. But if you will never turn the page, you will never know what the next chapter holds.

According to Irving, Sweet is the memory of distant friends, like the mellow rays of departing sun, it falls tenderly yet sadly, on the heart.

What we know can kill us, make us happy, create a whole new world around us.

A crazy that happen to me while I was doing my homework for college.

She looks back with such scorn.

Remember a person you haven’t seen in at least three months and a specific moment write a poem based off that.