It took a long time for me to consider myself a writer. I still struggle with saying it. I started writing at a young age to work through feelings I didn’t dare tell anyone. I learned that once you start writing, it becomes a part of you. It’s something you always go back to whenever you are overwhelmed with certain emotions. People don’t always listen to your words, but the paper always listens to the pen.
Museum
Let Go
Casualty
No Two Flames
No Regrets
You were there and gone, never staying long, You were like a dream that I slept through, except I knew. You changed me from something innocent into this, with one kiss. And I thought that you would be the one who set me free. You taught me so many things, both...