we spend our lives with eyes on the clockalways waiting while uninsured minutesslip through the gaps between our fingers like sand. but listen, childr..
I. how sorry it is, the thought of goodbyethe ending so close in sightthat you could touch it, will touch it,the light so blinding you cannot see past..
I. footstepsi cant concentratewith the sound of our silenceringing in my earsII.i dig my nails into my palmi should say somethingshouldn/t i?but i am ..
Daisy Ackerman1/6/16Teacher Class nameAdvisorSchoolState in which school is located5:50pm31 degrees fahrenheitPartly cloudy63% humidity900+ mph (0 is ..
i love you in the way the breeze the biting breezegrazes the surface of leaves, not intimate but a little too closefamiliar grazing like the the touc..
im rational enough to knowthat the water near the shore is shallowim standing in it ankles deepand i can back out whenever i wantwhats in the water bu..