it's a strange thing...
it feels like winter is over
i’ll never forget sam's backyard- the wooden swing on the tree, the vibrant meadow, the tiny stream between his house and mine, and the occasional treat of seeing a doe prancing in between the thick of the greens. i can still taste the chocolate chip cookies we’d bake and the soda we’d drink as if … Continue reading a young summer
today i'm wondering...
there's only a small square table and a few feet of air that's keeping us apart i watch as you struggle with your ice cream you didn't even get sprinkles your mind is in another state another country, even probably with your heart if i reach out, i could touch you because I'm right … Continue reading the space between us
i know you want to love her