I never saw you coming that day.  Instantly, talking with you felt as natural as breathing. I never saw you coming, but I did nothing but hope and pray you eventually would someday, and here you are. Imperfect, and beautiful-all for me to love with my very last breath. Who needs to say, “I do” ...

The soft feel of the wind starts to wake her up. Hadera could feel the blood trickling across her face. Hadera’s vision was blurry as she slowly started to lift her head. She was in the middle of a foggy forest, her cold hands bound to a metal chair. She looked around in horror as ...

What are your hands really for? What are a pair of hands true purpose? My hands are there to hold you at your weakest; to hold you at your strongest. Turn my palms into cups so that they catch the tears you shed.    My fingers will act as ties to keep you from going ...

A broken heart in a box.  Grief sounds like shoes walking away from the scene of the crime. There are keyboard melodies that slowly fade out. Paint a smile on your face.  Ignore the false sirens of pleading. Love is hidden in your pain; love that they do not deserve.  Take down the box with ...