"There is no rule on how to write. Sometimes it comes easily and perfectly; sometimes it's like drilling rock and then blasting it out with charges."
-Ernest Hemingway
-Ernest Hemingway
Music of Strong Memories
July 10, 2009
And as I listen to your music, it takes me back into your arms. That night supersedes all and was the only thing that remained in my thoughts. It is all you’ve got…
The Black Rose
July 8, 2009
I keep holding on those empty promises. Because that’s the only thing I could hold unto. I want to make myself believe. And I’m making myself believe. To trust is harsh. And they wonder why I keep on smiling…
You can’t stay here…
July 1, 2009
You dipped a foot unto the calm water. Yes, you managed to disturb the stillness but you were too coward to sink in once you’d known it’s deep.
Now the ripples you’ve made have gone the distance and I’ve no idea how far they’ll go…
