Set your life on fire. Seek those who fan your flames. Rumi

“To love is good, too: love being difficult. For one human being to love another: that is perhaps the most difficult of all our tasks, the ultimate, the last test and proof, the work for which all other work is but preparation.”

― Rainer Maria Rilke

Welcome to my page…This is where I try out my writing skills…


I picked up your shattered heart
And put it next to mine
And our pieces
Became whole

Never had a chance

Life with you has been hard
Our relationship was built on injury, sickness, and codependency
I hoped, above all else
That we could still build a life together
Even with broken and charred sticks
But love is so difficult
And requires much more than just hope
We never had a chance, did we, my love
We were down before we left the gate
And that
Makes me sadder, for the beautiful life we might have had

Black Hole

I remember when I was important to you

When you called me baby

And spooned me all night long

I miss the feel of your weight on me

And the way you looked into my soul

I can still feel your lips on mine

And the way you scorched my skin

I recall how you woke me

In the middle of night

To say “I love you”

Inside of me

Our beautiful universe

Has become a black hole…

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