Poetry: Our Love Story
I walked up to her Thinking that was all She gave me her heart cry and I so thought I was in f…
I walked up to her Thinking that was all She gave me her heart cry and I so thought I was in f…
The last time I wrote to you, I didn’t know you— but well, maybe I did. I just wasn’t sure if it…
I love Michael, but Michael seems too handsome. Most times when we take a stroll, the species …
This is a post on how the lack of true love affects the Church today. All names used in this st…