The beating, slow thump of his chest as she sets her head onto it. She wants to know that he is still alive, she wants to be reassured that he still loves her. No matter how many pictures that they’ve taken, no matter how many kisses they shared, she wanted to make sure that it wasn’t all just a dream. He knew that it was real, but now she needed to take the next step in this relationship. She just wanted to feel the warmth in his body, the beating of his heart, and the icy blue pigment of his eyes. The sun began to set, and they sat there, hand in hand loving on one another. At that moment, when their hands were intertwined in each other, she finally realized that they were going to be alright. They were forever.

Holding sand in your hand is the same as holding pure love. You can only hold onto it until someone takes it away. For the sand, it’s only gravity that pulls it towards the ground through the cracks in your hands, however the gravity that takes your heart away is much different. You love can be taken away by something you love or someone who loves you. Either way love will fade away like the sunset every evening.

Hey readers,

        This is my first time creating my own blog so hello world. If you happened to come across my blog I have to say, "Welcome." Since Im new at this I am going to explain the purpose of this blog.

        Basically the purpose for this blog is to write what I am feeling in my life. Please comment on my poems or short stories because it will help to to really improve in my writing skills. I want this to be an adventure so come along for the ride with me.

       I hope to post regularly but if I don't that means that my life is like everyone else's in the world, busy. Though I hope that you will enjoy what I have to write for you all.


Thank you all,

                        Your Writer