She pushed off with her feet, on the old rickety swing in their backyard. She hummed something sweet about lost love, new love, and the sky. He gripped the velvet box in his pocket, sweat dampened the...
It was difficult to pull together my thoughts and write a cohesive piece but I tried my best. I think everyday we are all just trying our best and that’s what I’m trying to convey in this poem.
Tha...
You probably don't remember the day we met, I'd be shocked if you did. It was at that old blue diner. It was my family's first night in the town. You were sitting alone at a booth. You were raking you...