Hate doesn’t burn the interior of one’s ribs as much as heartbreak does. And nothing burns hotter or hits harder than life, in my lamentable experience.  Being broken and punched to the earth, repeatedly and vigorously, builds character. But what manner of character and at what cost? It certainly toughens the skin. Problem is, it […]


Love is a living breathing thing. Real love gets harder to come by, the older you get. It takes passion, work, time and dedication. Without these, it dies. I have no more words for you, who allowed us to die.