Losing You Made Me Better For Her
There are mornings I wake up and I see you in front of me wrapped in a towel fresh out the shower. There are mornings I’m cooking breakfast when I get off work and I want to come in the bedroom, kiss...
View ArticleShe Don’t Love You; She’s Just Lonely
She Don’t Love You She Just Lonely Days like today when she calls you and says she just wants to hear your voice, days like today when she sends you a text smiling and asking you what you’re doing....
View ArticleNights Like This I Wish
Nights like tonight I cut off my porch light and open my blinds and just watch the rain fall. The candle light illuminating the background, the sounds of mother nature brining me comfort in a way that...
View ArticleDoubts As A Writer; Insecurities As A Man
It’s not realistic to me sometimes that I’m going to be anywhere near who are what I want to be. To some this might be perceived as a lack of self-confidence or confidence in my writing or abilities...
View ArticleThere Isn’t A More Dangerous Drug Than Love
Last Night In Paradise Have you ever seen someone trying to beat an addiction? Not on a movie or in a book but literally smelt, felt, saw that person not have control of their bodily functions. They...
View ArticleYou’re Worth It
If I tell you you’re worth it; know I mean every word of it. If I tell you you’re worth it; know I have crossed every mountain and sailed every sea making sure there is not a woman on this earth that...
View ArticleBy Fate or By Choice
Last Night In Paradise I struggle every day with being a good man. I struggle with my demons. The fear that I won’t be able to live to to the man so many people expect me to be. Is it a mirage, is it a...
View ArticleTwo Voices: One Relationship; One Year
Her Words Paradox. Thru my eyes my first year in this relationship is summed up in one word: Paradox. This year has been the most beautiful ugly I have ever experienced. We weren’t supposed to be; two...
View ArticleThe Arrogance of A Man
Even the smartest man can be a fool and not even know it. Living life blind to the resentment, to the needs of those closest to his heart. The arrogance of believing that Camelot won’t come crashing...
View ArticleThe Forgotten Child
The Forgotten Child When I was a boy I would sit on the laps of my mother and aunts, looking at the stars, fascinated by the night air. I wouldn’t stop crying unless they took me outside. When she was...
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