It’s the same old town, but the day feels new. The leaves linger on the trees, waving as the morning wanders around the corner, and the world harvests her hopes and dreams, as blessings break through gloomy clouds and fall to Earth. The day feels new, and I understand her. My heart sings of second…

Grey greets me as I grieve last night’s dream. I have a feeling that she will have a home in my mind, all day, staying in the hotel that I built, begging for her to stay, breathless at the very thought of her, and all of her promises.

Dark eyed daydreamer, with a cloud above her head, and an umbrella that she is learning to use. I begged my blues to leave me be, but we’ve become so close, that they were lost without me, so I sheltered them from the storm, until the storm promised to stop, and I could hear my…

Your eyes are split between my own and the pages, turning, whirled by the wind. Our dreams are lost in a flurry, but no words are spoken, and no tears are shed. We read, and read, until reality can’t find us, and as night falls, you hold me to your heart, like I belong to…

It feels like yesterday, but it is a lifetime ago. I grew, with the fresh, green leaves, mothered by the sun as the days dragged on. I kept my pain in a parcel beneath my bed, hearing her howl when we were alone, until her screams became the song that sent me to sleep. I…