Eight used to be my lucky number. Three eights in every phone number. All great things come in eights… Eight pencils, eight tennis balls, eight t-shirts, eight shoes.Turn an eight sideways, it is an infinity sign. I used to think that meant something. The eighth person, on the eighth month, was supposed to be infinity…… Continue reading The Infinity of an Eight
Maybe it is not love quite yet.
I gave you my heart, to hold and cherish forever.
Goodbye may seem forever. Farewell is like the end. But in my heart’s a memory. And there you’ll always be. Gone but not forgotten. I miss you. Always ❤ Special thanks to Jossan… For all those little changing emotions to finally make me realize. Thank you… For this one.
A doctor walks in, Carrying a clipboard. She doesn’t like the way, He walks, Or chews loudly on his gum Or crinkles his nose, Or nervously wipes His sweaty palms Against the clipboard. Because somewhere deep down, She already knows, Before he even opens His loud chewing mouth, She knows exactly What he’s going to… Continue reading Popped Gum
Love to the young is like a religion, That there is no belief better, That there is no one better, Than their cute little friend.
Love is a Promise To Cherish forever, To never let go, Til death do apart.