to you, my love • words and thoughts i could never say to you, now finally spoken through a splatter of words on a page. • • a collection of poems written from the view of someone who's fallen in love. • • • (lowercase intended) 26 in poetry - september 29, 2017 [1ST PLACE IN THE WINNER AWARDS] [1ST PLACE IN REACH FOR THE STAR AWARDS] [1ST PLACE IN THE DAISY AWARDS] [1ST PLACE IN THE WOOD AWARDS 2017] [1ST PLACE IN THE BLUE ROSE AWARDS (JULY)] [BEST IN POETRY IN THE GOLDEN NUGGET AWARDS] [2ND PLACE IN THE HOLO AWARDS] [2ND PLACE IN THE RED AWARDS] [2ND PLACE IN THE 2017 SUMMER MAGIC AWARDS] [3RD PLACE IN THE MONTHLY ELIMINATION AWARDS (AUGUST)] [3RD PLACE IN THE 2017 RARE DIAMONDS AWARDS]

Intimacy

VOLUME 1 If time could turn back in clocks Maybe then I'd free you from those locks If time travel were possible To the past, for you I would go I would save you from yourself Give you some helpful advice I wish I could do things differently, Maybe saved you, my love, when you jumped off that bridge But 'maybe' and 'ifs' mean nothing All we have are each other And the words of Yesterday. *all rights reserved*

At the 11th hour the bell rang & all of my memories are renewed. My dophamine level goes high. My heart shrinks, looking forward searching for his very existence of soul. No matter how far I run away, I know I'll be running in reverse. Falling in to his labyrinth . where his soul slept in evanescence . I'm June & I swear I've never planned to be something that I have become now....... ................

"And with the paints, I begin to write." - best rank- 287 in Poetry

Highest - #36 in Poetry "Not only did I love her, but I could tell the universe loved her, too. More than others. She was different. After all, I would be a fool not to notice the way the sunshine played with her hair." -Christopher Poindexter Previously named 'Things I'll Never Tell The World' A collection of poems I've written over the years. In my spare time I often write poetry, and a friend found some and managed to convince me to publish some on Wattpad. So, here is a collection of my original poems for you to enjoy! Oh, and I do accept reading requests (just leave a comment or message me)!

-1st Place Winner Of The Lavender Awards -2nd Place Winner Of The Starglow Awards -2nd Place Winner Of The Galaxy Awards - Writing is easier than talking. When talking you don't have long to think about the things you are going to say, you just rush them out of your mouth and then later regret most of what you said or others overhear the things you say. When writing there are hundreds of words you can think about using, you aren't rushed, and only the people you want to see, see the the things you write. In these poems i write what i believe and feel, almost all of these poems are about me, my experiences, my opinions and emotions. There will be some that i wrote when i was very young and please respect that those few poems won't have as good grammar and themes as the others. Thank you. "You played with my heart, i played with my life. I was never one to enjoy games." - Glow No More "Everyone has been hurt. Some people just hide the pain better than others" "The worst part about being strong is that no one ever asks if you are ok" "Sleep doesn't help if it's your soul that's tired" "What doesn't kill you leaves you wide awake at 3am wishing it had" "The monsters aren't under the bed, they're living in my head" "The worst feeling is feeling nothing at all" "My eyes are closed but i'm not asleep. My eyes are open but i'm not awake. I will speak but not talk. I will hear but not listen. I will smile and laugh but feel no happiness. It's like i've been swimming in an ocean of nothingness and soon my legs will go numb." "The worst kind of demons aren't the ones in the corner of a dark room, they're the ones who walk among us daily, the ones we think we know." |*| A WATTPAD STORY|*| <3 Highest rank - #78 16th September 2017 <3 Cover by me

Behind a dirty window, an old woman sits and watches the world turn without her. Her frail hands hold the power to change everything. She just needs to figure out how to use it...in three days. Or she'll be dead. But she isn't going down without a fight. Not even when her vision of reality contradicts everyone around her. Everyone's lying, trying to take advantage of her. She won't believe any of them. She's right about herself. Isn't she?

Poetry about love and romance. It conveys how it can brighten up your life and change your perspective. This is my first attempt at poetry :) For my husband, that I love with all of my heart! 2nd place in The Profound Awards and also received The Pro-Writer Award! So very appreciative!! :) :) Many thanks to CelticWarriorQueen17 for this amazing cover! :) :) ❤️ Thanks so much to NerdyGirl620 and Imaginatively_Crazy for the previous beautiful cover! These two are awesome! :) :)