Writing from the Heart

Being with you, was worth it. The short moments, Turned into long distances. I hardly remember your voice, And that scares me. Kissing you, was worth it. The intervals in between, Turned into a stranger. I hardly remember your touch, And that breaks me.  Holding you, was worth it. The strength within our embrace, Turned into cravings. I hardly remember you. And that burns me. Looking into your eyes, was worth it. The beauty shimmering, Turned into darkness. I hardly remember your face, And that takes away every part of me. You were worth it all, For that I'm grateful.

I can say that I miss you, But that won't bring you back. Many nights I cry myself to sleep. To the sound of your voice, And to the beauty of your face. I can say that it doesn't hurt, But that would make me a liar. Many nights I pray that you'd be okay. To heal you from the pain, And to make you stronger. I can say that I love you, But that wouldn't change anything. Many nights my lips remember yours. By the way you caressed my skin, And by the way you radiated warmth.  I can say that you didn't mean anything, But that wouldn't make the pain go away. Many nights I think about you. To the tightness of your hugs, And to the sound of your laugh. Yet, my eyes still look for your brown marbles. Which only makes my heart sink further. Without you, I'm nothing. And deep down you knew that, But you were just too terrified.       Deep down I knew that. If I would've known this was going to end, I would've painted your face on...

Please join me on this exciting journey for a novel inspired by my two grandmothers. I combined their beauty and strength into one character who has inspired those around them with their love. I want you to take the time to walk with me on this path toward my career as a writer.  I hope that I inspire you and encourage you to flourish into someone amazing. I also hope that this novel touches you in a beautiful way just like my grandmothers have done to me. So walk with me and we'll forever live in the "Moments of Impact".  Available  now on Amazon.      "In this new inspiring story about family dysfunctions and a search for self identity. Comes a family trying to make sense of this drastic loss of a woman who held the family together. A family that is now broken. Everyone lost someone, a mother, a sister, an aunt, a grandmother and even a wife. Through her own hardships with a drunken father and a sister who enjoyed her late nights out partying. Lucrec...

There isn't a day where my mind doesn't think about him. It lingers with the memory of happiness and purity, that nothing could stop us because we were together. Embracing the moments in which were ours. My mind tries to make sense of him leaving me and forgetting me while I willow away into the good memories. I feel as though my mind is circuited through him, that I'm alive to breathe the same air as he is because he was special in every possible way.          Still is. There isn't a day where my lips don't forget his touch. It reminds me every time I close my eyes, feeling his breath against my shaky skin. How could I forget? The way he held me and told me that he cared about me, that he wouldn't hurt me. Now, it's been more than a month since I've seen him and my skin cannot forget his touch. I embraced in his arms and forgot about the things that didn't matter because I was with him. Only he and I existed.         Now, he isn't ar...

His face willows in my unfailing memory,  It lingers with absolute tranquility,  My heart sizzles with love and joy.  He dazzles me with his great ability, To protect me and to know me. My mind searches for understanding, For his  unknowing  departure. My skin remembers the branding, As he goes off as a marcher. Always needing to flea. His brown marbles glisten, Beneath the dimmed stars. Attentive as he listens, To the start of his own memoir. Holding me while he thinks. My lips recall the first touch, Feeling the warmth tingle between two souls. Wanting him so much, Just like the light within our goals. Remembering the seconds between his blinks.  Engraving his person into the depths of who I am. As if he was my lion, and I was his lamb. 

There have been many times where I close my eyes, keep them shut to let the time pass by but then I hear your voice and my heart begins to shiver. I'm right back to where I started. Holding onto someone that no longer wants to be held, remembering your breath on my skin. There have been many times where I don't want to wake up because it's a reminder of what I lost. I blame myself for losing you because I couldn't navigate my feelings. My feelings to love you, to hold you. As my fingers fly across the keyboard my eyes begin to flood, holding back the tears so you wouldn't see my break. There have been many times where I thought all was well when I looked you in the eyes. How sincere and thoughtful you were when I was with you. But something changed, and I'm lost. I don't know where to go or which way to turn. I'm all around broken, shattered, and hopeless. Yeah, I guess it was my fault. I pressured you. I get that but you didn't have to leave me. Y...

It's very hard not to miss you.  Every breath I take gets harder. Your eyes were my cherished view. You were my suit of armor. Every vein in my body boiled with your love. Now it just sizzles with pain. Lost like an unforeseen glove. Battered like an unwired brain. It's very hard not to love you. I think about you all the time. Remembering you in a moment of hue. As we took that high climb.  You shine brighter than the sun. Blinding me with your smile. I'd give anything for you to be the one. While you watch me walk down the aisle. But it's very hard not to hear your voice. I remember your tone. You've given me no choice, But to throw away the stone. Just know, you were all I ever needed. To fill this void inside my heart.