4th Letter to the Future Mother of My Child

Dear Future Mother of my child, We haven’t talked in a while; how are you doing my love? I still don’t understand this silent treatment thing even before we meet and I do something wrong. Like leaving the toilet seat up and you don’t speak to me for hours until your Audi fails to start…

As I Stand By the Bar Tonight

A glass in the air for the lovers we’ve lost, A toast to the memories we’ll treasure the most. A sip for never going back to my old ways, But f**k it, let’s take one last shot for the old days. The night is still young and we are only getting older With these half…

July Rains: July In My Mind 

July Rains; July is here The worst part about July is probably the rains. The rains mean the days are cold and comfy, whereas the nights are cold and lonely. I must admit July has got me missing being with someone. Not that the feeling is persistent; I see an ex beaming somewhere, but when…