Dear Heart ( Read more... )

It's found in those early, early mornings when we wake up with the sun. During those moments when yawns slip through your lips and first stretches come about as you sleepily stare at the ceiling looking for patterns in the texture. Buried deep beneath the pillows we keep flipping over for the cold side, it hides. As the dawn of the morning creeps ( Read more... )

I haven't meant to neglect posting here during the past two weeks and I'm genuinely sorry that I have. It's been harder than normal lately for me to express what's going on in my head... I feel rather "writer'sblocked" to death. This is a quite a big period of change for me right now... and it's throwing me a bit off. I'm always so used to what's ( Read more... )