My heart is a dusty attic That has been left
Personal Ad
Young woman seeking A dance partner
Intolerable
“If you love me” Is a terrible phrase
Protective Hands
My ribs no longer Cage and protect
Smother
I don’t need you If all you’re going to do
Scarlet
He was a shinning example of an extrovert A beacon of social energy
Paper Doll
You tore into me Like I was paper
Beside
There isn’t a line I wouldn’t cross
Love Gazing
What is better than Stargazing on an old blanket
Missed/ Mixed Messages
His phone is ringing again And again and again
Fragment of a Figment 