No more calls No more late nights It’s just a fog in my head My eyes swollen and burning My chest is long and empty No hunger, no yearning No one owed us anything in this life Not even a goodbye
You’ve only just gotten here don’t leave so soon. Rushing in Always Leaving me too soon. I thought the universe heard me. When you messaged me My wanting and wishing had came through. Nope not this time just like the times before. You are…
How beautiful a snowy landscape is In the eyes of the happy hearted. But to others, it only personifies the cold, loneliness and desolation of a landscape. What do you see as you look at the picture? Beauty? Bitter cold?
Beautiful Scarborough Peaceful in the spring Castles and history are found Sweet memories are made May 2018 Scarborough, UK.
Travels to York Minster. May 2018.