When in June



Is it so wrong to remain hopeful? That someday we’ll meet again and be friends.That we’re on our own journey now and healing our past hurts. That we can meet for coffee and conversation. That we continue to share with each other. What I want is you in my life part- time. I miss you. That is all.

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Published by: her mourning coffee

Walking a fine line between genius and insanity. My words are raw, sometimes visceral, and vulgar.  I write to settle my thoughts.  I have triggers that extract emotional immaturity, deep- rooted fears, anger, insecurity, vulnerability, yet I heal with every stroke of the pen.  I might be that monster.  I sometimes scare myself.  Please keep this in mind as you read.  I do not wish to provoke you, though stories need to be told. *not all posts are in real time

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