Ever felt love slipping away without a single dramatic moment? Discover why goodbyes often come quietly.
The girl and her mirror, which tells her the heart she carries is regal
we let the echoes shape us.
Things I Carried
This is the beauty of reflection. You remember the swing, the fall and the quiet.
To all the men I’ve loved before…
Where knowing finds me To all the men I have loved before, You threw me into a river, believing I’d drown— but my heart became one with the current, and I realized I had no reason to be worried. Gently, I flowed into larger waters, where your hooks and lines searched eagerly to find me. …
She was, she is
In her I saw pain, in her everyday, her eyes get wet What no one sees is her strength, the ability to keep going regardless. Today her yesterday is more defined She was but she is and that should be noted in history
Nene's Corner 