"In Ink I Build Him" Page edges curl like whispered hopes I keep hidden tight— I write his name in loops that catch the morning light. No face I’ve ...Read more

I speak yet silence answers back, A voice that fades, A heart that cracks I give my all, But still it seems I'm only present in my dreams. I laug...Read more

I’m sure you’ve heard that butterflies can’t see their own wings. Do birds know how pretty they sing? Do giraffes ever wish their neck was short? Do ...Read more

I trace his name in silent air, In every thought, he lingers there. My days begin and end the same, A restless heart that chants his name. I read h...Read more