Helen Watching

It has been said that chivalry is dead. Romance is for the hopeless- Some just felt impressions that felt like soul ties  In transparencies of what our desires lead to When asking if crossing lines are worth the price- Like Helen watching the destruction.  No stopping what would unfold  In the quest for finding a connection-Continue reading “Helen Watching”

Crossed Strangers

No lines had been crossed.  Just rather standing on the fence line.  People can say a lot of things But it was innocent,  Nor would I be made to feel bad  About being honest about my own feelings. I wasn’t thirteen. I didn’t believe  You could only love one person.  Doing the right thing- RegardlessContinue reading “Crossed Strangers”