And so another loss, Another goodbye, Another journal Pouring poems out about How much i miss your eyes. •L•S•


I write to you. You may not know it or are even aware of it but i do. I sit on my desk and spin in my chair attempting to stitch a sentence together for you. I prick my fingers and continue as blood seeps through the pages of my journal. I love the way … More Letters


Face to face- And i felt our eyelashes Flutter closed. No longer Gazing into galaxies but  Mud.  Thats when I knew,  you were not mine  anymore… (LS)