These are just the thoughts that enter my head on a daily basis. Writing is a coping mechanism for me where I can release alot of the negativity that taints my reality. I hope it sparks some sort of thought and enjoyment in whoever stumbles across it.
Friday, 20 April 2012
I miss his smile,
his bright green eyes, the way he used to look at me
Nights gazing at the stars, lying in bed, the laughter, the joy,