A Gentle Breeze Warm crowns of light Rustling trees The summer’s delight Gossamer threads

First, A mistake. Quicksand. Second, A broken promise.

How can I ever Prove to you? For a chance that was never leaped. A divide

Still feel alone? How, when I have friends, I have family. I have no right

That elusive mindset, where it all falls into place. But where do I lie? Am I lacking? Lying on the borderline?

Why is it that we say an act of cruelty is “inhumane”? When did that word...

Of the Day. I want to feel alive. Whole. I want to know

The one I Love most. My outlet of reason, The voice through the phone. A mirror of sorts.

Was it too much to ask? Perhaps this truly is fair, some retribution for past misdeeds or a shield against unnecessary pa… But that is not for you to decide

A simple question. A complex answer. Three letters which encapsulate everything we do.

People assume it is about the catch, the prize. And, for some it is. But for me, it is so much