She is not a philosopher, she is a baker. She is also a carpenter (when she's not a baker). Read her poems and know you could do much better. |
Hello, cute guy in the movies sitting about 3 rows...
How fate let us get this chance, we may never...
...
poof...
The sounds of joy and laughter
surround the area...
Do you remember when I'd hold your hand and be too...
Remember when you'd kiss me when the day was over...
(I wasn't sure what category this would go under...
Let's stop pretending and denying what I'm feeling...
Dear Diary,
I wonder how many people think about death. And if...
Doorbell chimes and smiles and handshakes
Smiles that belong to nobody but fakes...
I send to regain connection,
and what do I find...