Biography
Here Goes Everything
Samples
I had a broken man who loved me once. He dozed off and stared into my soul and I believed he saw stardust in me the whole time, I was eating cereal. He was hooked. He was mesmerized. He could sit and watch me for hours. He was in love with me, this broken man would talk to me while I was asleep. Waking up to the sound of his voice that summer afternoon made me realize that the days and nights were not long enough for all the words he long to say. I was his universe. There was no one else he ever thought about. The alcohol consumed him to have dreams of me. Every night was a dream with me. I failed him from a far and I failed him when I was near. I thought the love he had for me was kind of weird. It was strong what this broken man felt because he was lost, wrong and was seen as hopeless. He was hopeless and when he died, some say of sadness of never seeing me again. Others said I had fulfilled the end of his journey but I was loved by a man who was broken. A broken love, that I now figured no man could compete.
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