Once long ago, in the lost land of Lyonesse, there was born a Goblin. He arrived in the world on the stroke of midnight, on the seventh day of the sev..
I used to be so jealous...the green eyed monstergot me every timebut not once did I worryabout the girlsin your bedeven with them I knewthat your hear..
Would you come to meif I called to you?The river grows wideras we standon opposite sides.You are stronger,but you don't like to swim.I love to swim,bu..
Last night I was blessed with the memoryof you, and the softest touch of yourskin, as I gently kissed your cheek.You were fading from me once again,dy..
The moment she realisedshe could not run away from herselfwas the moment she allowed herselfto be caught.Coming home to herselfwas the most indescriba..
Something I often asked myselfwas if this personof minewas still me.Still me.What a funny question to ask yourself.And from who exactly,was I hopingto..