A Love Letter to Taylor Swift

Breaking Up With Depression

I waited for 3 hours

Crushed rose petals on the floor

She loves me

She loves me not

Clock ticking

Time passing

One dozen flowers wasted

Searching for the wrong answer.

Pink stained fingers,

Tear stained cheeks,

I never really liked bouquets.

This is never an easy thing to do We’ve had a long run, you and I You’ve always been there So many memories and moments shared But you do...

In the end it was quiet There were no more jigsaw puzzle pieces to put together. No more crosswords to fill in, No longer a television to...