Broad Horizons

Always search for more things to look forward to

The Road to Recovery

She tried to pick up the pieces he shattered
She knew she couldn't smile the same way
couldn't find the right words to say
couldn't, for the love of life, "go back to normal" again
but time taught her to move on
and learn from each scar she carried

We tend to cluster.

Something to Discover

Past the First Impressions

You must be a Romantic.

Do We Just Follow the Current?

Are you?

Repetition

What I see
and what you see,
What you feel
and what I feel,
are sometimes the same thing. 

You Fed Into My Fantasy

Her story inspired the title. 

Color of Autumn

What was once There, is not anymore.

Drops of Snow

Splashes of Color

Ambrosia

Pretty much Perfect

Silhouette

Artificial Sunset

Scorch

Return to Peace