I've listened to every love song imaginable. Fantasized about fatherhood and envisioned a family. I've chased this dream and left a trail of ruins. Seldomly looking back to help the ones I've hurt I've tried to love and failed. But to love, is to be vulnerable and vulnerability and I have never seen eye to … Continue reading Hunters Refuge
You admitted you were as cold as ice. You briefly allowed me hold you. It shocked me a little You melted on contact with my palm. You slipped through my fingers I wasn't surprised.
I wonder how many crayons I broke in half attempting to draw the perfect picture. One that looks so life-like. Attempting to color you back in my life like this rainbow never used to be black and white. I've become sketches and outlines. This plateau used to be alpines.