If I had the ability to collect the last words I had told the people I crossed paths with for the last time, I'd turn it into a book called "Goodbye, but.."...Read more

My heart sinks into the deepest pit of my stomach when I remember that the last existing memory of you can only be revoked from the cortex of my brain. The innocent times we shared on campus are now in my personal and very private hippocampus. The words that once fell softly from your lips are now ...Read more

I have a problem. Everytime I sit to think I think of you Everytime food touches my tongue I wish I'd be eating with you I have a problem Whatever I bring myself to do I think of doing you Whatever I see I imagine seeing it with you I have a problem Whoever sees me Thinks I'm crazy Because to whoe...Read more