She sat in front of me in History class. Chocolate colored hair, that hung down her back in waves. She would look back at me and smile at me, with those grape chapstick lips. When she would turn away from me, her hair would flip and swish in my face. It smelled of strawberries. SheContinue reading “Class”
And when you left,I thought my soul left with you.When we said goodbye,I felt my heartbreak.I was lost in the moment,Alone in that space. But then something magical happened.I realized that my soul was still alive in me.I could even feel my heart mending.I wasn’t lost or searching for myself.I wasn’t alone anymore. My memoriesContinue reading “At Summer’s End”
Memories are all that I have of you. They are all I need of you. Time to make new ones, for myself. Without you in them.