Wholeheartedly

It's been ages, no? So I figured I'd bless your ears with this beautiful piece of music from the ever-talented Jon Bellion, as ...

Do you know what made me fall for you? It may seem silly. It may seem petty. It was how relentless you were. How you never seem...

So I know this blog is public. Pretty much any passerby can read it, whomever happens to stumble upon the link. So yeah, I get that. It'...

A question. A simple question. An innocent question. If only I ever had the courage to ask you this now. I've asked you this before...

Photo cred:  http://pilarzeta.tumblr.com/ I find that I gravitate towards your saturation the hues of your disposition  drawing...

Nostalgia can be hard to explain.  I know it and you know it too. Like hands holding your insides   with a tight grip. Within each ...

  Once. Twice. Thrice. If I knew this was to happen, I wouldn’t even have done it once. Not even once. The solemnization, that ...

This. This was the kind of weather you were waiting for. The light pitter-patter of the rain on the window. Soft. Reassuring; unlike so...

It's always hard to say goodbye to someone you care about. The goodbye may not be permanent, and you know it. You'll see each othe...

As these tears fall for lives it has not known and this heavy heart weeps sorrow for souls it has not met.  Another, has t...