The clock of time is a wild child, one that can neither be controlled nor disciplined, it simply slips away from your hand while you grapple trying to hold it back.

Glances were exchanged and heart skipped beats,when we knew not of what it meant. In the fad of love I believed. Until I found him pleasuring someone else with what was supposed to be my First Kiss!

One caress and he left me feeling empty, one more time.

She has lived under the covers of selfless love, and so was imbibed by her. Agonies were many that flamed through her heart, All she found,were ways to cover it up. To the world, a girl full of life,only in solitude she knew her true worth.

She laid in the rubble of the vengeant storm that passed by.They found nothing on her breathing body, except the stains of her predator

If you wish to leave, do so by all means. Bother to let me know so I don't wait like a fool, by the locked door for you.

Life is a beautiful canvas, paint it with passion and diligence. Don't scribble on it with regrets.