My girls write.

Leaving words on my soul.

Attached to my heart is the burden of what could be.

It shouldn’t have come easy.

Yes, love.

But, love isn’t always mutual and life isn’t fair.



I looked in your eyes.

I saw past the tears.

I remembered when you were mine.

All the good I instilled in you is hiddened.

My touch on your skin leaves you shivering.

But, your cold heart keeps me at a distance.