You see

I said my goodbyes long ago.

Waved farewell long ago. 

Watched it slip away long ago. 

And you see

I haven't missed ...

"Oh, it's the most wonderful time of the year," sang Death.

"Honey, it's not Christmas yet."

"It's much better than that; it's Halloween...

If actions speak louder than words, then why am I told that a pen is mightier than a sword?

How contradicting are our lives? Very.

As the days shorten, leaves begin to feel a true sadness.

And so, to relieve their grief, they turn the colour of their waning friend.

The turn the colour of The Sun.

The best way to consume an Oreo cookie is quite methodical. For to consume something so chaotically simple, so absolutely scrumptiou...

Firewood has always loved how Fire could make him snap, crackle, and pop.

How Fire could always reduce him to his core.

He loved that Fire still adored to dance, to embra...

Death often wondered,

"If I were to hibernate this Winter...would Nature still take on it's skeletal form?"

I sometimes don't understand why so many people favour the summer. Never was

I enthusiastic about a hot, sunny day.Give me a cool, crisp, cloudy day and I'm

jumping for j...

Hi, my name is Yvette, and I am almost always at the wrong place at the wrong time.

This may or may not have to do with the fact that I was born a...