Bells

Bells have been ringing in the front door, they all remind me of you. They all remind me of pain, they all remind me of moments I've been trying to forget. Bells have been ringing throughout the city, they all mean reunions, they mean forgiveness and family, and new members in the house. Sometimes they [...]

Bouquet

He ran through the park under the starry night, the august wind passing across his hair. He ran through the street, through dark alleyways and lonely avenues. He left behind the safety of the street lamps and entered in the darkness of the night. He bought a bouquet of flowers and kept running, passing through [...]