Tight throat.

My throat tightens under the pressure of the past and the now and the what will be without you in my life. We are driving past Tacoma, heading to a little town in Oregon and I am in the backseat thinking of your blue eyes and how they only look at me now in a…

Moments

This summer I learned what it is to be in love. I don’t yet know how to not be in love, any longer. I honestly can say I am not in any hurry to figure it out quite yet.  So, it did not work out. I had a choice in the matter, as did he. It was…