Relationships

  • Love Letter Time

    To my beautiful bloggy friends, Guess what time it is? That’s right. Love letter time. 🙂 You know you’ll never get away from all the love hearts now that you’ve found this giant mushy love heart face, so if you’ll… Continue reading

  • True Love

    And she will move within him like the breeze of a single summers day. And he will hold her sun with his steady and gentle knowing. Continue reading

  • We’ve Got This

    Life of the fragile beautiful kind. Take this heart of mine and give it to those who need it the most. Send these love hearts into their sky. Fill their dark spaces with the sun of me. And we will… Continue reading

  • Pain

    Beautiful girl. This is not pain. This is the most beautiful cloud, lined with the silver of your darling sweet heart. Continue reading

  • Now, I am Free

    And you and all of the moments I’ve felt you beneath my skin are a gift for yesterday’s breeze. Now, I am free. To welcome myself. To choose my moments as my heart has written them. And such, I know,… Continue reading

  • Send Me The Sun

    Oh, aching heart. Open to the wind and the rain and the blossoms that fall. Bring me my one true love. The girl who knows me. The girl who’ll always catch my heart, and hold it as if it were… Continue reading

  • Always Going to Love You

    I’m a dreamer. I was always going to love you like you’d never been loved before. Continue reading

  • Always

    Dance with me under the orange tree at midnight. Sing to me the colours of the morning. Breathe into me the knowledge of a wise and tender soul. And love me. Always and forever love me, until the sun goes… Continue reading

  • The Colours of Love

    Sun greeted Moon in the afternoon sky with a flirtatious splay of pink-golden mist. ‘Darling Moon. Have I mentioned, this summer eve, just how dearly I love you?’ Moon blushed. ‘No, Sun. You haven’t. But even if you had, I… Continue reading

  • The Beautiful River

    I cried a beautiful river, today. A river that moved me to the core, and probably because I really didn’t see that river coming. It was my little boy’s final day of kindergarten— next year he’ll be off to start… Continue reading