I Wear My Heart Around My Neck

I wear my heart around my neck, now. It was covered by my sleeve and caged within my ribs. Here, on a delicate silver chain, it can be seen. It can feel.  Here, it is vulnerable. Here, it can be cut. Bruised. Sliced. Torn. Battered. Beaten. Here, it can be destroyed.  Here, it can be healed….

It Hurts To Think Of December

Coming up this December, it’ll be three years since I last saw you. Three years since I heard your voice, felt your warmth, existed with you. That doesn’t feel real. I wish it wasn’t. Hell, I’d do anything to have you back, healthy. That night, you were carried out the door in a black body…

Sunrise {Chapter Four}

TOBY A playlist. She needs a playlist. Eleanor is always stuck in her headphones and while I know she hears, listen, and cares about what I say, I know the truest way for her to get it is through music. I need to find 12 songs that express what my mouth can’t. “Eyes Of Blue: A…