Betrayal, like many things is a slow-growing, festering disease. One day it may be a simple lie, an act of painful disrespect. Betrayal always hurts the most when it comes from the people you love, ┬áthose that promise they will never hurt you. We tolerate more and more hurt, we nearly breakdown, because our love … More Betrayal


Sometimes it latches onto my soul and slow-growing like wildflowers fills my life with beauty. Other times it knocks me down, a dizzy rush I cannot control. I look to you to steady me. Then the world stops. You hold me, I can’t help but smile. Your eyes fill the empty chambers of my heart. … More Safe