Love isn’t the part that’s blind.

Sometimes I wake up and I wonder what I should miss about you. Should I miss talking to you about my day or about my life? Should I miss confiding in you and having someone to escape to? Because I do. I miss knowing that I was never alone even though I always¬† kind of … Continue reading Love isn’t the part that’s blind.


The Forgotten One

For as long as I can remember, I have been the person who is constantly forgotten. I've never been invisible. I say this because everywhere I've gone in life, I've stood out in some way or have made myself known. Despite this, I was still always forgotten. I've gone on several field trips where the … Continue reading The Forgotten One