He has judged me by standards of his own I am a budding rose bush not fully grown Though the sun the replenishes me may not emit your rays Where my strong roots…
Category: Reflections
For months I longed to wake up beside him. I had spent so many evenings that turned into nights, exchanging thoughts and sharing ideas. For hours we would reason, often debated. The challenge…
Why do I want you like I do? I put everything on the line by expressing my heart You make me feel when I don’t want to feel. How could this happen to…