You’re one in a million, I’ve been searching, so I should know Foraged freezing through the blizzard seeking your unique fine flake of snow. Days turned to weeks to months, months avalanched unto years. Stony hard hail hurtled on me as cold made icicles of tears. Daydreamed dear I would find you, that someone special … More Snowflake

See Me

She sits on her own in the ocean, the girl with the mousy brown hair. Too timid to cause a commotion, too plain to truly be called fair. Shyly sits still, dreams of devotion, for someone to show that they care. For love’s such an alien notion to the girl with the mousy brown hair. … More See Me