She held on for dear life. Looking at him, as he looked down on her; but not at her. Past her to the crashing waves of the blue sea below. His brown eyes appearing almost Honey, in the light fading from the sun setting beyond us. What should she do? How could this person, who said they loved me, do this to me? The idea of us long gone after I found out what I needed to know.. “Was it ever really Love?” Jayde asked Jeremiah. The look of fright in his eyes was answer enough. She couldn’t even look at him anymore. In disgust she looked away from him and stared at the waves roaring with life below. It didn’t matter anyway.. With that last thought she let go and began her escape into the deep sea. With each finger free from his, she envisioned her heart strings slowly releasing from his; as a whisper would from a shy mouth. His cries echoing above as she fell and was enveloped into the blue waters. A fool for Love. Feeling unloved. Lost adrift an unloving sea..

“She Tucked A Stray Curl Behind Her Right Ear. Her Brown Curls Surrounding the top of Her Head as would a golden crown. Each strand giving life and making a statement of the young 25 year old, she was a queen without a kingdom. Young Tierra was what you call a homebody and rarely spoke unless first spoken to. However, when provoked, she is known to leave storms in her wake. God Bless the man who receives her hand. In marriage that is! It was a warm fall night. The beginning, you know? Like When the leaves first start to fall and change colors. Beautiful was one word for it. At least it would have been except for…” Amber sets her book facedown on the mahogany coffee table set in her studio apartment, the safe side of Minneapolis, Minnesota. She was born and raised here, so she did not expect what was to happen next…