I don’t count my year by good or bad times. I just doesn’t make any sense to me. I can honestly say that my shitty vs. good days this past year were pretty even. Maybe, but does it really matter? So what? I had some really shitty times last year. I try not to look…
One night in early November I decided to go for a walk It wasn’t uncommon for me to set out, but it was cold I walked for hours looking at stars, and thinking about all the things we’ve done and seen together The cold crisp air cut sharply into my lungs, and as the fog…
Every breath takes me one step farther from you Every sigh and every whisper from my heart move me one step closer To forgetting the pain Every step as I walk away leads me down the path of letting go Every path I walk and every avenue I visit puts distance between us And one…
