The stories she told
unleashed memories...

What was it that you said, when
we both felt the ashes on our faces...

the blush slowly
fades off your face...

Last night,
the shadow in her closet...

Just as he screams
“the clouds are here...

and I thought to myself....
is there a place for ones story...

where will I be in ten years
if the pounding in my head...

I try to hide in the shades of
yellow, crossing words that no...

i knew from the look in your eyes that day
that our world had split into two, i got lost...

you gave me the truth,
and I poured it on your...

In her whimsical mind,
fantasy meets reality...

the sun was caught
on a tree branch...