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What changed in two days? Has anything changed? Did me caring about how you were doing after a simple routine surgery really start something? ..

It’s curios how a great day can be ruined by one simple text. It wasn’t even what was said. It was what wasn’t. All the times I w..

I clutch my helmet like a teddy bear. Hands are shaking, sweating. My magazines are loaded, my boots are strapped, and the other soldiers a..

Hiding our emotions behind breath-less words: Without inflection, I pick my speech carefully. My excitement shows not in the widening of my ..

"The sidewalks are watching me think about you, sparkled with broken glass." -John K. Samson

I’ve always prided myself on being able to understand people and know them very quickly. It seems like every time I meet someone, I can imme..

Courtny, I’m sorry I ran straight away when your suitemate entered the room and said “Hi, Ryan!” All I wanted to do was gi..

Knock The metallic rap of knuckles echoes through the still Tuesday night. I remember the last time I did this: blushing, with a smile on my fac..

Breathing stagnant air. The sun shines through the window like dusk. The blank look on my face as I pour another warm glass of whatever is i..

Twelve dollars of Monopoly money and a lonely second act: The empty seat next to me is still full of you, but the jokes aren’t as funn..