Roses are Red.  Violets are Blue.    That’s absolutely ridiculous. Why are Violets blue? Violets should be violet. It’s literally in the name. It really doesn’t take a genius to figure...

Our love was like the perfect rom-com movie. I was the younger girl: straight A’s, a good path to college, an athlete, a goody-goody. You were the older, edgy, bad boy who drove a fiery red Mustang....

Dear Beautiful,   He is a fool.     Do not think for one second that because of his boyish tendencies that you are not worthy of him or any other man. Right now, you may think you are not attractive...

I rest, A lonely glimmer of gleaming sunlight In a trail of bulky gray nimbus clouds. Rain vaguely pelts my face in an innocent dance. It plummets down; a waterfall on my rosy, wind-burnt cheeks, A...

  Her hands were always warm, even in the coldest places And the smoke staining the back of them seemed more like steam, to me Enveloping her in a fog; consuming us both in a tangible visage Of...

“I will love you until the end of time.” The words brought forth merciless tears Accompanied by all the emotion she so effectively hid Conjured by her greatest impending fears   “I...