“For the Love of Christy”
Blood was everywhere. On her hands…on the floor. She tried to scream but to no avail. Silence greeted her. She had to get help. He was dying… Christy awoke with …
Blood was everywhere. On her hands…on the floor. She tried to scream but to no avail. Silence greeted her. She had to get help. He was dying… Christy awoke with …
Alone. The word was a constant void in the very core of her. It was the thing she feared most in the world. More than dying. Even more than God. …
My breath catches in waves, my heart beats in remembrance of a somehow familiar love, of an enchanting elusive dance. The resonating voice, the curve of your lips, a smile …
If I took my last breathe I would take it only to breath new life into the very soul of you. If I love but only once I choose to …
There are days where I struggle, when the stress just appears to be too much, Days when I just want to be alone, and remain completely out of touch, It …