By E.Louise When waking up is success enough, When my make up is the mask I show the world, Because my own face isn’t strong enough to bare the scrutiny, Because falling down and getting back up can hurt even the tough. But when you stand beside me I feel softer than snow. My strength you … Continue reading Sunday Afternoon.
by Emily Louise Last night I laid upon your chest, breathing in pace with you. The tears tugged at my eyes as I counted my blessings twice. I was lost that day you walked in my door. I was lost, and I wasn’t trying to be found. A lot was lost that day you walked … Continue reading Thoughts From Your Chest