A Space for Words

I walk into the room and a smile spreads across my face Everyone assumes so much but little do they know My smile is usually part of the...

Last year I was five, wishing I could stay up later Last month I was twelve, riding the bus with friends Last week I was twenty-one,...

Am I doing this right, I ask myself everyday How am I trusted to do this alone What if I make the wrong decision Can I fix all these...

It hurt to love you It hurts to miss you But sometimes I’m glad you’re gone And other times I wish you were here You made it hard to love...