Goldie Finn and the little girl stared at each other. He wonders what her name may be. What kind of little girl is she? She sees all the different types of people come in, day in and day out. She wonders if she’ll ever be able to go out into the world with them. Or if her life will be forever confined to the walls of the aquarium tank. Her mom says she shouldn’t fret about such things. Her mom was...

I’m so mad That I love you, that I can’t get you off my mind. I hate that when you walk in the door I don’t know whether to express excitement or cry. As quick as u boost me up, just as easily you’ll bring me down. As soon as I give you my trust, you make me take it right back again.

Are u worthy of my love? Am I worthy enough to give it to you. You make me question my self, my own inner being. M...

If your hand could reach inside of my heart, what would you do with it?

Would you tenderly kiss it and hold it with care?

Would you crush it like overripe tomatoes in your hand?

Would you stitch the pieces together that others have broken before?

Would you juggle it around and then drop it on the floor?

Would you “accidentally” scratch it, marring the surface some more?

Would you cut it in ha...

A boy and a girl in the room sitting next to each other but miles apart.

Sitting contemplating what the other is thinking but not quite ready to hear out loud.

Across from them is a therapist, a lady unknown to either.

They are both afraid to let secrets spill from their lips.

They don’t know if they’re ready to handle it. They risk it all for a chance to move closer in their hearts.

Really the...

Detective Simmons looked down at the victims hand. She noticed they were tipped perfectly in a French manicure. This suggested to her that the young woman had something other than her own death planned for the evening. That and the victims sexy red panties that were just peeking out from the under her short leather skirt. This likely was an act done by someone she knew or at some point wanted to g...

Chloe’s giggles when I tickle her cute feet.

Shane’s kisses and hugs but he’s a tween so it’s discreet.

Christians cuddles, morning snuggles, he holds me tight.

Or Tony’s more adult affections much to my delight. His kisses firm yet featherlight

The adoration of my family is simply contentment and a treat.

To know how much I am loved feels like a conceit.

But alas I’d tell the world these are...

One day by some seemingly magical turn of event, Lily’s world becomes more than black and white. She looks in the sky and beyond the blinding white she can see the haze of the brightest yellow in the sun. She then looks around her surroundings to see what else she may be able to see through her new found point of view. Along the path to her front door she sees bright bursts of the color in the sun...